i am not going to call you, fat hope. who do you think you are? that all women must run after you, heart broken?
you think you are young and handsome? you are quite fat, you are not well built, you are lazy you don't work out, you have receding hairline, your hair is thinning, not that i mind all these, but look, you are not the very good looking type ok? and you are getting old. and is not like you are very well to do. i make my own money too, so it is truly truly your pure luck that i have a thing ( stupid enough ) for you. you admitted it was your pure luck that i fell for you, you will live to regret this, i assure you.
it is over between us, i will tell myself this everyday so that i could accept it faster. i am leaving to another state to start a better life, to get myself a nice big palace to stay. i was willing to stay in a small place because of you. since you didn't cherish me, you deserve losing me. ha, i know you must be sad too. serve you right!