Fallen oh flying man.

And there I see you fall all the way down to the bottom, just like the others that I classify like the unimportant case files of my daily life. Where you will remain just like another, nothing special left about you.

They say that if you were flying so high, one day your wings might melt in the sun, and you would fall to the ground; just like the flight of Icarus.

I know what your intentions are, and it disgusts me with the fact that even though you try so hard to put forward that oh you-were-my-best-one imagery, and blurting out phrases to your heart's content, you have total disregard and 0% respect for her and her life-after-you, which she fought so hard to create. Exploiting the right emotional buttons to press, your manipulative nature should be criminal. How can you love someone if you have no respect for them? Shouldn't these people have the right to their own life and love, and move on? Human beings, we move on you know. You were the past, and there's one too many reasons as to why you should stay there.

I shouldn't blame you, for even though you're in transit to adulthood, clearly your mentality and EQ is still stuck in the adolescent years. And judging by the fact that you used the bike and dangled it like a toy in front of a baby, you're really cute.

You can take your poser untrailed bike and shove it, and keep your hopes and dreams of your make-believe childish love rekindling while you're at it. How disgraceful that I ever thought you were in my same league.

Because normally, people are guilty until proven innocent but this time, I believed you to be innocent. And now you're guilty.