for the record, i admit my mistake.
i was a disappointment.
i never thought my ignorance would cause so much hurt.
it did, and it did real bad.
and i'm sincerely sorry to those who have suffered from the consequences.

yes, i cheated.
cheat, was a word i truly underestimated.
cheat, to me, is striking off a romance..
be it flirt, fling, hook-ups - all these while you're attached.
i did none, none of the above.

yeah, yeah.
first crush, maybe that was why.
maybe i gave in too much to her, but i didn't intend all those all along.
i had no feelings, no interest. nothing.
maybe i was too concerned, maybe i was too nice being a friend.
maybe, that was where my fault lies.

whatever i may say, nothing could justify what i believe was right.
cos all that i say now makes no value.
i'm a cheat, and that's what you will always believe in.

sorries no longer work.

i believe you have your views.
and i do have my own stories.
one question lingers in my mind,
and i believe only i could comprehend the answer.

am i cheating when all along i had loved you, and i had not done anything that crosses the border?