THE PARTING OF THE WAYS

Sometimes, you're not in the best of yourself. Heck, you're even in your worst self.
Sometimes, instead of trying again, you quit.
Sometimes, instead of getting up, you give up.

Not everyone has a strong mind, body, or feeling.
Me? Never any of them.
I have disappointed many people, leaving many friends, quitting many processes.
I just never thought today would happen.

I'm not in my best self and maybe I would regret it one day.
How I was supposed to stay, fight, and not give up instead.
But it's done.

I quit. For good.
Hurting and disappointing many people in the process.
I'm really sorry. You know I am.
You deserve the best of people around you and I'm not one of them.
I keep making mistakes, messing up, and never be good enough.
No matter how hard I try.

You know how much I love you and how I look up to you but I'm done hurting you.
And even though being done with it means I hurt you once again, and maybe leave bigger scar now.

For me, you're always that person who once tried to change me to be a stronger, tougher, braver person but I failed to be any of those. And it's not your fault. It's never yours.
You're always my good friend, even though I'm not for you.

Thank you for everything.