Im tired. Seriously tired. I dont know how to get away with this feeling. And now i feel even more tired. I really love you. I dont really want you to leave. But the thing you just said. Yeah maybe youre right. Your life will be miserable with me. Then maybe i have to accept that. Plain and easy. For all the things i heard. That crack me up. But who cares? Yeah who cares. Bless you. I dont know regret. For everything. I dont know regret. Im just tired. Maybe i really needed some time for myself. You too. Take time. Love yourself. Try growing up a little. I know youre young. But not that young. Soon enough youre going to make a living. Youre going to teach. I love you. I really do. But love wasnt really enough. Especially for us human. Were all imperfect. I think this time we really have to break up. Try going on our separate ways. Im sorry. And thankyou for everything. Every moment. Every time. every joy. Every tear. Every fight. Every love. Every money spent. I thankyou for everything. Iloveyou. This relationship is the best thing that ever happen to me. Im never really fitted for such. But you accept me. Bye my love. Bye. I will keep your memories in me. Thankyou

Once there was a troubled man,
whose thoughts are gone in a timespan.
His puzzled mind tried to recall the past,
But some of those memories are gone and passed.

He began to ask whats wrong and right
To his simple mind whose memories are vague and bright.
Whats true whats not, What exceeds what lack
Who knows but he who has his mind.

Please bare with him for he's not alright
Confused by his own mind and might
Now's the time to stay, please dont leave
For he needs you now more than you can ever be

Who knows what's truly meant of this red hollow thing that beats inside my chest when it was covered with multiple layers of *****, lies and ***** of this place called reality. Its really hard opening up something you know you could be so vulnerable of. its really scary to think that some might use it to harm you. Letting others to see it and trusting them not to spill a word about what they saw. Then the next day go like all the people in the place looks at you in disgrace as if you did something so horrible like murdering someone or committing an adultery. See what could happen just by showing others what's inside you? Who knows?