How are you? it's a rhetorical question. you dropped me a message, from there i know you are still mad. how could i move on so easily, you might wonder. i guess i am born this way. despite that, the pieces are still haunting me, every bit of the memories floating everywhere i went. i have wasted two years of your life, i could never return it back, it's a debt to you i have to carry, an unrepayable debt. please forgive me.