Everyone seemed to left. But wait, when i think about it over and over again, i feel they didn't left, I am the one who walked away. Aku yg menjauhkan diri. Aku yg pergi. Aku yg tinggalkan diorang. Motif? Aim? Sebab? I'm stupid, maybe. Or maybe I'm afraid of being happy. But who the hell is afraid of being happy? Let's clear things out. I'm not afraid of being happy. That's even ridiculous. I'm afraid of being miserable after being happy. I'm afraid of everything. I'm afraid things will get even worse than this. I'm afraid. I'm a coward.