Thursday, February 10

jerk

altho i said i dont want to see him anymore .but why the hell im still waiting for his footstep . waiting for msgs , waiting someone come in and said : itsokay , im here . I know its gonna be another fight if one's would happen , but hoping for nothing obviously much cruel . why could he sleep so peacefully anyways . Its sien , knowing he doesnt care shit when tears drop like hell .I hate to 've hope but i couldn stop hoping . The silent makes me pay attention to any sound that might bring him in front of me . but at last i still hear sobbing but nothing else .sometime we really shud think carefully what s left between . every min hurts deep and deeper . 如果真的不适合,还能怎样

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