I have no idea how it turned out this way. I really liked him, but I guess it just wasn't enough. I guess it is probably my fault cos he is indeed one of the best guys I know.

He is actually not a very typical guy in the sense he is deeply emotional and quite expressive of his feelings. It was really romantic to hear him tell me he loves me. But, it turned out that it made me realise that I did not love him.

I have always wanted a boyfriend just like him actually: devoted to me, faithful, romantic, creative and caring. But I guess somehow, I wasn't ready for Mr Right and I feel so lousy now, having disappointed him.

His humour, his sensitivity, his passion. I know that a lot of my friends probably do not understand how I can give him up. But fact is, I had to.

I really shouldn't discuss him like this. All I can say now is: I wish him all the best and may he find a better girl.