How do I make you understand, that I love you. I'm so good at pretending, and I'm so tired of wearing the mask, I just wish one day I would have the courage to break the protocols and be a little bit out of character, even if that means it's not appropriate. But then again, who is it to say what is appropriate, what dismays the rules of the world might be the truth in your heart.

I love you, it hurts me to a depth to think about the moments we briefly shared together, to think about the moment when you said you loved me, to revisit the moment we kissed, each time, I wish it could last forever.

I'm so tired of living a character of everybody's expectations, whereas you see the real me, the me behind my mask, without an effort. It's like you look into my eyes and you see the whole me.

I wish I could tell you the whole story, how I feel sad every single day afterwards but still pretend to be the happy person and put on a show just so that no one noticed that you had such an impact on me. I wish I could tell you I almost remember every single little moment we shared, good or bad. I wish I could tell you that you were in my last thought when I nearly died, that's how much I love you.