And now I understand, I am just a distraction, I am just some place that you like to travel to but you don't have any plans of staying. I am just someone who gives you comfort and once you feel good, you will go back to where you used to be. It is so funny to think that I am still here waiting for you to come back even if I know that at the end of the day you'll choose to leave. It is so funny that even if you fell in love first, I am the one who fell harder, then you left. It so funny that you have moved on and here I am, still trying. I just don't understand why people comes in, will tell you you are great, will let you feel the best, but will suddenly leave you hanging and shattered in pieces. Unfair, unacceptable -- I hate it, but I can't hate you.