You were my star and solid rock for the past many months.

However when things took a cruel twist thia Valentine's. How you already wanted to break up since the second month, how you're planning your life on your own and most of the time with me knowing what's happening only when it's decided and put into plan. And all the littlest things that just crumble me away.

My star, which seemed like you're shining so brilliantly that it feels as if you don't need me in your universe at all, for you're doing so well shining.

My rock, so solid on his own stood so firm in his beliefs and thoughts that i feel i'm only of wind influence in his life.

I gave everything I had, to a guy who changed his mind.

When you came back wanting everything back, frankly speaking I didn't know what to do. A quarter of me wanted my star and rock back. A quarter shivered in fear when the memories of misery and tears came rushing back. A quarter wanted to just laugh in your face saying: NOW you know. A quarter of me just kept quiet, worried and scared because I finally stopped doing a series of stupid things to get over you, am I going back to that again?

I decided. This time round to be a star and rock on my own. For fear of hurting again. All your nice gestures and tolerance, really touched me and more than just a few times did I really want to go back into you embrace again. What really held me back was the thought of smokescreen. How long can you last, how much can you take.

I'm selfish. For fear of the pain, I'm not going to give my all. Though the time was short, I still managed to salvage that little bit of myself which I know I will really kill myself if I lose it again.

And moral values came into play. Like I've said, it's just wrong of me to see other people and hang onto you as well.

So I'm giving you up.

I really want to shine and be firm on my own, for once, for awhile.

I'm not harbouring hopes that you'll wait till the end. I'm not that confident, and I cannot be that selfish.

But time apart is what we need to see how important we are to each other. I'll miss you. Perhaps to a point I'll miss you till my heart ache (irony it is).

For you're still the star and rock in my life.