The Billionaire's Broken Heart

I went to that place again. It felt great that it didn't change. Coming back made me feel the same way I felt before. It has been five years and I never heard anything about her since I left the place. It was not my intention to remember her again but I wanted to know if she still visits the place. They said that she never came back, not even visited the place once. I don't know why I felt disappointed though.

The hate I have for her is still in my heart. I wanted her to know how it feels to be left with nothing. I wanted her to feel how painful it is to let go of someone you truly love. I wanted her to know how it feels to have a broken heart. I wanted her to feel the same way I felt because of her. I wanted to see her again. Not to be glad that we have met again but just to show her how good my life is right now. I wanted to show her how happily in love I am with someone else now.

But why though I hate her, I still want to show her how good I became in playing the piano just like what I have promised her? Why do I want to know if she is alright? Why do I still care?