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dear boy RP,
you're clueless to what i go through each day. how can you be there right next to me? how can you even hug me? how can you tell you mom stories about me or what you feel about me...when in my face, you can not tell me what you truly feel?
those monday nights that we talked week by week for the past years or so when you were away, were those planned all along? those sweetly handwritten letters you sent to me, were they part of your scheme? that day you hugged me so tight and held my hands, were those genuinely acted? that day you promised you will be there for me, were those true?
like a sharp knife that stabs my heart,
like a pin that hits a balloon,
like a bullet on a target,
like a big truck running over me,
that's what it's like.
the pain i hid inside.
the pain i get from you.
and yet, crazy me,
i'm just a fool,
because despite of it all,
despite of what makes you, you....
i still love.
<3,
len
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