`wish
hope
believe.
these words,
they were once so strong in me,
kept me moving on,
pushed me on,
so that i could hang in there and help others,
and help myself too.
`disappointments.
sigh i don't know what to say.
i know,
you just don't feel the need to message me anymore,
you're not keen to chat with me,
you don't give a damn about how i feel.
`hey, i messaged you everyday.
these fours days,
each night was so difficult for me,
as i press the send button,
i'm so full of hope,
and so full of fear.
sigh, you know how hard it is?
maybe you don't,
because you don't ever try.
and you won't try,
because you've got her.
`i'm just worried,
worried that you'd bottle everything up,
worried that there won't be anyone there to care for you,
worried that you'll be taken for granted.
i heard from them that you're really secretive,
so i start to wonder,
are you feeling troubled?
do you need someone to talk to?
`i'm not trying because i want you back,
i'm not trying so that i can get close to you,
i'm trying because i care.
sigh,
you won't ever know of my intentions.
you probably just think i'm a irritant.
or rather, replying me is a chore,
not just because you want to.
`i can still take a few more disappointments,
maybe one day if i know you're doing fine genuinely,
one day if i know you're really in good hands,
i'll let all this go,
and i promise, i won't ever bother you again.
that innocent smile which captivates
`[1:39 AM]
