Sometimes I feel lacking of something. I think I ignore the
one who really cares about me. The one who keep watching me from behind, even I
know it’s hurt, you keep walking behind me, be my backbone, when I split or
lose control walking, you would hold my hands and I know I feel the mistakes. I
think that’s not a matter but for you it’s killing inside. I’m sorry if I don’t
realize it because you don’t tell me. I don’t understand your body language but
I need words and action… I know life is hard but it would be easy if you really
tell me what you feel. Do not keep inside without telling me because I may
sometimes will focus on things that I think vital for me, but actually you are
the one that I find for. I don’t know but I hope you’ll brave enough to tell
me.
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