three points.

points one, two and three.
my 3 men who i dont know what to do with.
number one: im sorry i hurt you
and im sorry i want to do this again... but i miss you.
i guess i can wait till after exams for your decision- but should i move on?
i dont think i want you that bad.
hun, now its me pressuring you for time.
hurry up.
number two: youre nice.
we could be something...easily, actually.
am i up for it?
plus...the history of the near past.
its mocknig me.
number three: fml. im sorry.
i dont blame you. i can only blame myself.
i should have learned to control my impluses. i didnt.
now. we're ruiened forever.
as creepy as it is, i had my life pre-planned with you.
i could see us together forever.
now, im afarid, because i dont know what to do.
should we try starting over? but i know youll never forget...
now, the million dollar question:
one, two or three?