"Will you be coming back soon dear boy...?" Her mother asked as you smiled bitterly. "Only time will tell aunty..." Then you went over and gave them a hug. "Thanks for everything that you've done for me and Hanni since we're young..."

You walked away from the door before you took one last look at Hanni's windows from the ground. "I'm tired of crying... but today I will cry myself to sleep as I'm walking away and I know I couldn't look back..." You thought to yourself in your weak and tired heart. "...forgive me, But I knew that love is not just about having you in my arms and we'd be whispering promises down the starry night. I knew that what I have for you was love when I found the courage to let you go not because I wanted to, but I have to..."

"Love wasn't supposed to hurt like this. But here I am, standing on the grass that we used to run around when we're young and innocent that now feels like a crossroads of love and loss, knowing that I have to take a different path." You took a breath in before wiping down the tears lumping in your eyes. "...It wasn't about blame or regret; it's about acceptance. I had to accept that our story had reached it's final chapter, and as much as it hurt, I couldn't rewrite it..." 

"I love you Hanni..." You whispered to yourself before you got back to your parent's car and immediately drove your way to the airport. And as you're walking away, you're letting go, slowly and painfully, letting your heart crying in the silence and facing the reality that this was really the end for you and her. 

How could people easily say love is a beautiful thing but couldn't even say that love also could break you down into a million pieces and as you're walking away, you couldn't help but wonder if letting go was really an act of love or a cruel twist of fate...

How could people easily say love is a beautiful thing but couldn't even say that love also could break you down into a million pieces and as you're walking away, you couldn't help but wonder if letting go was really an act of love or a cruel twist...

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The sound of her alarm slowy waking her up from her deep slumber. As the rhtym still flowing, echoing in the space of her bed, Hanni's eventually lifted her heavy eyes before sitting up on her bed. The sleepiness in her face immediately replaced with a happy smile as she realized what today means.

Slowly, she got off her bed before sliding the curtains opened, letting rays of sunshine lightened up her room. Then she sat down at her table as Hanni was reminiscing about last night.

As her mind was floating around the memory of last night, she couldn't help but feeling a sense of longing, moreover after she had experience what hugs filled with love felt like, as if her body told her that it needs it again, it wants to feel safe again.

Hanni fetched her phone from her bed as she got into her contacts and after giving it a few thoughts, she decided to give you a call but it immediately got reverted to voicemail. Confused at what happened and worries soon building up, Hanni just took a breather slowly.

"His phone probably out of battery and he's still sleeping at this hour. It's fine..." Hanni whispered to herself, trying to comfort herself before she got to the bathroom and getting her face washed and her teeth brushed.

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