I'm taking baby steps 8D. I'm slowly drawing again.
Even if this is a very simplistic drawing, a lot of heart went into it. I feel like a kid again, drawing that cute little picture for my family members' birthdays, with all those squiggly lines and terrible handwriting. : )
I would really like to be the guy there, brave enough to give her up, to make her happier; but I can't. I can't even bare to say goodbye.
This could be the scenario if I didn't need to say goodbye.
But I have to say goodbye.
I hate goodbyes.
I hate it.