Dear Jiyong,

I can't sleep, I just keep staring at the ceiling. I keep thinking about us and on what have we done to deserve this kind of story.

Whenever I see people they always feel sorry for everything even though there's nothing to be sorry for and that sucks. Saying sorry without even meaning it.

My parents keep saying that it's their fault -when I know that God has different plans on different people, on us but me, myself can't endure the pain without asking why?

I read something like this ' If you were about to write about us, it's definitely a tragedy. ' that's us. A summary about how tragic our love is but even though loving you hurts, it's better than not to love you at all.