In the past, I used to like you.
Did you know?
Yes?
No?
I don't know.

Did you like me?
You didn't.
But I thought you did.

False hopes.
You gave them to me time and again, making me fall harder and harder for you.
In the end, I am all tired and broken...

"You are not called a failure until you give up." I remember you telling me that.
But I decided to be one.
No point holding on to something which will never be yours, isn't it?

Note: Hello guys, I will be writing another of my story for 'Through the Memory Lane'.
He was actually my deepest, longest and most painful crush...
I would be taking some time because I will be busy for this whole week.
I decided to post a 'Foreword' for it here first. (:
Just a side note that it might turn out to be a two-shot.
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