I admit it. I feel alone. I finally know what's it like to be a loner. You once told me that I were a loner. I admit it. I am. But I hate being alone. No matter how aloof I seem to be, I don't want to be alone. Everytime I think of you, I feel alone. You and I... we used to talk a lot. We used to laugh together, tease one another. Now, we act as if we are strangers. Sometimes, I wondered what happened along the way... Hell, we don't even acknowledge each other sometimes. When I see you talking happily with other guys, I felt alone. When I see you in the library with your friends, I felt alone. When I was feeling really helpless, I can't help but wish you were around. Sometimes...never mind.... Nothing I say now could probably change anything. I already lost you a long time ago. Maybe you never really noticed me anyway. I chose to love you in silence, and I will face the consequences on my own. The only thing I could do now, is just to wish you the best for ur A levels, and never give up hope on yourself. I will be very happy if you do well. Perhaps, I can finally let go of my burdens now...

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