• They tell me that Love is very unconditional, weird and hopeless..
    Here's is my poem..

    Maybe someday..
    You'll realize, You would know..
    That I love you but this feeling is to unsure to trustt..

    Maybe holding on is the wrong thing to do..
    Holding on means never letting go..
    You can hold one to the promised love but you can never forget it..
    Forgetting is a long process of letting go..

    Trusting you while pretending that everything is not ok..
    Is hard..
    Even if wishing that everything is alright is hard.

    It hurts inside to see you with her..
    with someone who makes you smile, laugh and makes glares in your eyes
    The things I see I hear and I feel is weird..

    and..

    Waiting for you is like waiting for rain rain in the drout..useless and hopeless ate the same time ='c