I feel so helpless. I can't do a thing. My heart is broken. I'm just sitting here and lamenting, there's nothing I can do. It's hard for everyone, I have to accept the truth as much as I hate it. If it's this hard for me how hard would it be for them. I've been crying but I need to get back to my life. It's hard, it'll take time. This should not have happened, this should not be happening. I'm not sure what to do, what to believe in. I keep refreshing my twitter every few seconds, but alas miracle does not happen often. And he's really leaving for god knows how long. I would like to cry, but I'm stunned. It's all so sudden, no one's prepared for this, not even the proud nation which despised him. I'm sorry for not being able to do anything. I hate being in this state.

He says sorry, and bows. The clock strikes 6.30. Going, going and gone.

I don't care about the past, I'm hating the present, and I can only hope for the future. Will there be a future where I will see you again? Will there be 2PM with Jay again?

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