From time to time I wonder....he wasn't the most amazing person, the most successful man, didn't have the easiest personality to deal with, wasn't the most loyal, the most faithful, the most appreciative, the most patient, the most considerate guy. And yet I managed to stay and dedicate my time on him for three years and put up with his shortcomings. It's not that I'm washing my hands clean. I'm sure I've got my own flaws too. But yeah, why did I stay? The main reason was love. I decided to love him after 6 months of knowing him. I knew from the start he wasn't the ideal man I dreamed of having...but I thought there's no such perfect guy in the same way as a perfect girl. I decided to be with him because I felt loved by him. He looked after me, cared for me, made me feel special. At that time I thought that was the most important thing. But all these were in the beginning....everything just went downhill. But I didn't give up...still, I struggled to stay....why? Maybe because I knew there was still love. But there's only so much I can do about this. I can struggle as much as I want to to maintain or make better the relationship, but I cannot do that alone forever. I cannot continue to compromise myself to someone who's unable to compromise himself. I can't continue fighting for the relationship on my own. Now, I have surrendered. But it didn't mean I gave up, it's just that there was nothing much I can do anymore. I've walked away knowing deep in my heart that up to the very end I wanted to fix it and my last option was to end it. Also, I walked away knowing that I cannot do this on my own.