To be or not to be...

I feel myself falling apart.
I thought I treated you well.
I thought we had good friendship.
I thought everything went on like it ought to be.
I was wrong.

Maybe I shouldn't blame on you.
Maybe it was simply my fault.
Maybe it's my destiny.

I will keep smiling in front of you,
and weeping while alone.

"It was the best snow I've ever seen.
It was the best snowman I've ever made."
Sorry, it was the last time.
I dont' know why I felt so hurt.
And it hurts still.