I couldn’t hide my feeling or any kind of thought toward you. I was wondering that I’m still carrying meaning to you. I’m upset. After every single hurtful word that you’ve thrown me, yet, I chose to stand up.
The days to meeting you is like hell. I wasn’t patient enough to wait. To tell you everything, to release every F things that drive me mad. I’m waiting.
I need to be strong, I know.
Yea after so long, I don’t want it to be so hard-to-figured some kind of kind but, its just happened, just like that. I need you to be a place where I could tell everything, even crap.