In a game of chasing hearts and seeking love,
only a few get to the finish line.
You only get to have two options in finishing the battle.
Some fall apart instantly,
others keep finding the love they want.
But I don’t know what kind of recognition
I’d give myself for taking the challenge.
I don’t even know if I’d call myself a winner.
Maybe because I never finished the race myself.
I became a coward in the middle.
While everyone kept running,
I already stopped the fight.
And now, I don’t know what the result would be.
Either I lost because I loved him,
or I won because I took the risk.
– El
