Once in my history I held a hand so tight thinking that it would be mine for the rest of my life. I gave my whole heart and built my future around him. He’s the content of my prayers, the reason of my actions. Until such one day.. I need to let him go.. To let that hand go. Then everything’s blurry. I want him to stay but somethin’ went wrong.. And on our separate ways, Im wishing him the best. The best that I tried to give.. but i failed.