I’m sick in pretending not to know

I erase those memories yet it comes all over again in a rush coincident.

All people will get so much tired in feeling this feeling.

I pretend not to know yes I dare not to know, but how can I say that at least you delete yourself in my piece of memory.

Please think harder of what you’ve done and sketch on your mind the same previous accident happen to us.

Every time you do that, you know the consequences and you must know that I don’t like being that way.

You are the heartbreaker.

I’ll never ever be the one in your heart. It’s full with her. Too full.

 No space for me.

I just can’t wait for the time to separate us any longer. I want to see those promises you ever promised to me. Is that available when you stay far away from me? I don’t think so.

You’ve showed me every petite sentence you don’t think you said. So I know what’s in your mind now.

I hope you know the right thing for you because all I think now is you take things as granted and it makes me losing my mind of calling you a pretty little greedy boy.

Amongst all, the conclusion can be made is that he doesn’t love me at all. Even though he has tried so many times to love me. Those sweet things I told you, I take it back because I just realized it’s only a piece of clown’s amusement which seemed nothing in your eyes.

I don’t know what’s happening to him. I don’t know what’s happening to me either.

People can see, people can say, people can tell story, people can whisper, people can laugh to us.

All I heard is that we’re a really nice couple, match couple, sweet couple. But honestly, if I can say to them face-to-face, I will shout that they are totally wrong.

Yes I know you are not there every time I need you. Yes I know you are not care to my feeling. And yes I know it already that all what you’ve said and done is all bullshit.

I’m nothing or in order word; I’m only your imagination of her.

We can never be really if you go on like this thing all the time because I am not your toys. Sorry for loving a wrong person.

I HATE THAT I LOVE YOU. I HATE IT IS A FACT. AND DAMN IT’S TRUE.