When someone tells you something that leaves you in conflicting emotions.
Yet your away,
on the other side,
Trying to find a way to confide,
Your emotions coming over you like a tide.
So you decide to hide,
Because hiding is better than accepting,
Believing,
Realising,
That maybe,
Just maybe,
What you said to me was true,
And you actually thought it through,
That im the one you choose.


Heard that a thousand times now,
You're old news.
//KZ.M