Friday, 11 October 2013


I knew that you are different,
From any other girls,
Who would talk to me,
Since we are closing,
Towards each other.

You gave me strength,
Through your honest sayings.
You gave me reasons,
To keep believing.

I treasure it.

Although I’m a little bit,
Dying inside.

I should not be too easily,
I should not anticipate,
For your stories
And problems,
Your demands for opinions
And advices.
Because it’s wrong.
So wrong.

It somehow,
Gave me promises,
That things will work out
For both of us,
Even I know,

That it would not.
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