a lonely friday night,
i just lied on bed,
feeling so cold.
as the tears flow down,
i thought of the times we spent together.
nights after nights,
will you remember?
i'm having so much doubts.
it's a mistake,
a terrible mistake to fall in love with you.
you carressed me so tenderly,
and pulled me closer towards you,
but baby after you go,
will you return to love me?
you won't.
i'm starting to believe in it.
each time you claim you are very busy to drop me a msg,
i take it in my stride.
but now,
you are doing it so often,
and i just had to lie to myself that you were busy,
really busy.
i know it myself that no matter how busy i am,
i will still think and msg the person,
but i just choose not to believe that.
now i'm starting to believe.
i tried not expecting anything from you,
but it's hard.
i can't do it.
it's really weird that i feel so much for you.
i have known you for only a short while,
and i barely even see you much.
it seemed like when i was with win,
that kind of feeling - indescribable.
i can't do much,
not alone.

i love you, b.

MELVIN; 11:46 AM