07 love is a game indeed
Ink//Lecriture
May 16, 5.18pm
My mom said I'm rude thats why people always left me, thats why I dont have a lot of friends
My dad said I'm not brave enough to take risk, so the fact that I'm stuck in life was all my fault
But you,
My dear you showed me my ultimate best self
You loved me for who I am
You said I wasnt wrong I was just emotional, sensitive, and hard to open up with people
You said you love me nevertheless
But Now you're gone
My dear,
Was I too hard to handle?
Thousand days had passed
Thousand poetry had written
Thousand tears had pour
My joints hurts
My heart breaks
I want to puke
I cannot keep you inside, anymore
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