I love you, my dear.

Maybe I'm not over you.

Maybe I'm just immune to your non-existence

Maybe you're still living deep down in my heart.

Maybe I'm thinking too much, too much for anything.

Maybe all these while, im just distracting myself just to divert my attention from you.

Maybe just maybe i still have a tingling love hanging here inside my heart.

Maybe i was wrong.

Maybe we could have establish a long run by now.

Maybe all these are just too late.

Yes, it's too late. Im sorry.