BRIGHT
I didn't even had the chance to kiss him.
I didn't even have the chance to spend time with him as a couple.
I didn't even had the chance to see Merry grow up.
I didn't even had the chance to see Merry with Jay, being in love.
Things have changed over a year.
I quit being spy.
It's currently fifth of April - The day we adopted Merry.
I walked with flowers and a diary in my hand along the path that was dirty.
The flowers are tulips, they were their favorite, or that what they told me.
I opened the gate and looked for graves with names
"Win Metawin Opas-iamjakorn"
"Merry Mayuree Chivaaree
Opas-iamjakorn"
"Jay Martician"
I sat there for a while and talked what and how life is going.
Then I put the tulips and then diary next to their graves.
I'm sorry for ignoring your love.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY!!
Even tears cannot describe how sorry I am.
Some ends are just not how everyone expects them to be.