I once asked myself. Should i give up on you? You have for the very one time hurt me so badly till my heart practically felt the pain. Of course numerously minor hurt which i wouldn't even wanna remember them. Taking a parang running after me would mayb make me feel better. Over the years, again and again. Over and over. I've kept reminding myself > NO!
but........

I am just tired being the one. The one who will clean up your rubbish and you say thank you. The one who try the best to accomodate you and you just smile. The one who give in everytime needed. The one... The one... When i decided to give up, you walk in and i will say : Stay...

But now. Am giving up coz i do not want to be the one.