They say, you can't choose when, where, and who to love. Like a thief in the night, it will came when you least expect it. For hopeless romantic peeps, this might be true.

But for me, love is a choice. You can choose who to love. You can choose who will you share your life with. You just have to be brave enough to admit it. Unfortunately, I am not that brave. I have to let go of people who love me not because I don't love or care for them but because I am afraid that I would not be able to make them happy. That if I stay, I would only hurt them. Call me coward, but this is the least I can do... I'm sorry. 

I love you, goodbye!