11.4.29

Hey, just listen to me, for this last second.

I’m really going to be gone, gone like I’ve never been here before.

I WAS waiting for you, you know.

I WAS waiting for eyes look at me.

I WAS wondering the time when you will look into my eyes and realize there IS something.

All these STUFFS were just like BIG SILLY DREAM, you know.

Kept wondering, kept waiting, kept doing it, kept wishing, kept dreaming, kept asking by myself,

kept ignoring the pain, the sad, the hurt, the tears, the broken heart,

Well, kept being stupid.

Hey, I don’t mean to be strong like other girls prefer to do,

I simply don’t want to give up waiting, Really.

But I have done my very best thing, and somehow I have any idea no more.

I don’t even know that I can be tired also.

I never know.

Being tired loving you, I don’t predict this one. But I am now.

What should I say to make it sounds better? Since I feel nothing.

I’ve got nothing by treasuring you in my head for all this time.

Now when I do count the clock that tells the time,

And also the time when I was willingly suffered by this kind of feeling,

I believe they were just a waste of time.

It already arrives in the very end, the very stop, and really nothing changes.

Then in order my days keep going on, I’ve got nothing to do but go on.

Yes I have many choices even when I think I really have none.

Even I still have a choice to keep being A FOOL.

But I choose to treat you as tears.

Tears are streaming down my cheeks, falling, and dried.

When I smiled, nobody knew I’d just cry.

                                                                                      -p.puteri