I wish all of you were in a faraway land, and I won't get to see all of you ever again.

You've always said that you won't care about me anymore, but you still do. I've said I won't want to talk to you ever again, but I still do. I know you care for me, but you're showing it in a wrong way. A very very wrong way. I'd rather you not to care about me at all.

Frankly speaking, I'd rather not have you in my life. Those 3 days when you were away, I felt happier. I've never felt so carefree before. Every phone call is a happy one. But you have to spoil everything by coming back.

Maybe you should just stop showing your concern for me. We'll both be happier this way.

And I really really hope you'll read this.