I know I have to move forward.
But somehow just stay where I used to be, marking time.
Steps are heavy, like someone's dragging me.
Or, it's actually I myself who's slowing me down.
I guess you'll never know how sorry I am,
for disappointing you,
for being ungrateful to your endeavor.
I really have to go this time,
leaving you, and what's all about you, behind.
Forgive me for not looking back again.
I really have to go.
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