What do you want me to do?
It’s the one thing you never tell me.
I love you but I’m not a mind reader.
And you never let me know you.
You try too hard for that.
Do you know how it feels to love someone who pushes you away?
Do you have any idea, how it feels to be treated like a piece a shit.
Do you even realize, I’m tortured here by my feeling every time you lash me out of your way,
I don’t know what to do. I love you, I love you so. I don’t know what to do with this.
Seems you never want me from the very first. Seems you want me the way I want you. I never know. Never know.
I’m tired dealing with you, I wish I can stop. I wish I can.
7.9.04
Killed by
Noran Bakrie
at
8:28 PM
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