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I dunno where to begin.. Where should I start to explain...
I've asked her, she replied...
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The answer, I'm not ready for another relationship, lets just be friends...
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I've failed, I've gotten the wrong answer... I should have spend more time to study, study her harder, longer, know her more...
Perhaps then this would now have happened...
I'm partly responsible, but still, I'll take another re-test, a third, a forth, a fifth...
Till I get it rite...
It might not be the time, but soon enough, I believe, soon enough...
