Everyday...

Every time I see you...

You are with him...

Talk, and laugh freely...

But, Every time you look at me,

You always turn your face quickly...

Do you hate me?

Don’t be...

Because maybe i’ll chose to commit suicide than knowing that  you hate me...

I’ll do everything to make you look at me...

But you still,and always thinking about him first...

What am i for you?

Can’t you tell me?

Because i start to to fear of losing you

And i don’t want it to  happend...

Because, you know...

Ah, i’m forget that you don’t know...

I love you....