you hurt me with the simplest things you do...
weren't you suppose to be with her now? beside her, holding her hand, embracing her everytime she gets cold and lonely...
so why are you here now? i thought she was the one you love...i thought i was
mereley your friend...
just go to her... i know, i hurt everytime i see you with her, but i hurt
more when you're here with me because it's your
obligation to.. besides if you're sympathizing... dude, i dobn't need it.
Just go to her,
please, while i can still stop myself from cying and embracing you and not let you go... oh, please, i hust more... just go, just leave me be [with my hurtings] go to her, and don't look back! i don't want you to see me cry,
i don't want to see your face, because once i do, o know i'll run to you and hug you and tell you how much i love you...
and that i never want to see you go...
malabo noh?
pero malinaw...
alix | 6:56:00 PM
