The Worst Pain
January 14 2019
I’ve never plan that I would cry so hard for you this time
I’ve never plan that I would miss you only after I met you at the same day
I don’t prepare my self that much to see you everyday and pretend that nothing’s happen between us
Is it all by design?
Or is it all my mistake?
I wish you come around, knock my door, so I can just crying over you as much as it needed
And I can release my pain
I even ask God to send you here
I ask God to make your mind want to go here
Even if just one night, though I knew that you wouldn’t be mine at all
I just want to see you
I just want to see you
I just want to see you
But you don’t even read my message an hour ago
You don’t even care
So here I am
Taking all of my pain by my self
No help, no hope
And I’m too weak to just take my water to drink
Where are you?
What are you doing?
Don’t you wanna come here to help me?

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