Even if I have nothing left,
this won't do unless I do it wholeheartedly.
Learn to love.
Learn to embrace.
Learn to find myself, once again.
Did You get tired waiting for me?
I'm sorry.
I don't know when I will come back.
But, for always looking after me, for always sending Your love, thank you.
For always walking ahead of me, even when I stray, thank you.
Someday, I will come home.
But maybe I'll stray again.
But home is home.
I will remember You.
Afterall, I learned to love from You.
That's why, I'll give You what's left, and maybe, I, someday, will love again.
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