Idealess

February is over..

Happy belated birthday to you..

Whenever I lack of idea, I will think of him..

How ungrateful I was, not to appreciate the one person who always fed me with great ideas..

It's been so long..

Yet I still can't forget...

The way he squeezed his brain and stayed by my side whenever I need..

Ditch everything else just to make sure I finish my work..

Gave me strength every time I cried..

Days and nights, he helped me unconditionally..

Thank you a million... I will never ever forget your kindness and sincerity..

I don't know until when I'll be asking your forgiveness..

I totally understand if you hate me and can't forgive me..

But I really want you to know that I am truly deeply sorry...

p/s: Men are bastards.. You are certainly not one of them...