---3

Because at least when I was far from you,
I could think that you'd thought I was cool for once.
Or that I was busy enough
to think of you loving her for once.
Or that I could find a hope
to forget you for once.
Or that, somehow, I could think
you weren't worth the hurts and everything for once.
But I did travel a half way around the world,
and for God's sake I was scared to death
to lose you even when you're not mine.
This is the most beautiful thing I hate very much;
Loving you.

-p.puteri