I thought everything's gonna be fine.
But sadly, it's not.
Maybe I'm hoping too much.
Hoping someone who could at least tell me what happened;
hoping that everything will be the same.
I am sad, angry and disappointed because I can never learn the truth.
But then again, maybe there's a reason why the truth is not being told.
There isn't a need for an explanation in the first place anyway.
I will accept whatever it is.
If it's for both of our own good, I'll accept it.
