Friday, September 4, 2015

The Broken Me

You keep asking me, “Why are you crying”. I just want to tell you that I am just a little kid who is broken inside and still bleeding.

Loving you make me feel  so desperate. I want you but you can’t be mine. How this thing should work? Please tell me. But I don’t want to hear anything else that can make me lose you.

Please don’t leave me. Just don’t leave me. I want to be with you as long as I breath.

I can be so transparant in front of you. This is the real me, please accept me.

Hold my hand,
Hug me tight.
Kiss my lips,
Let me taste every inch of your skin.

Don’t listen to my heartbeat everytime you are beside me! Don’t look at my eyes everytime I stare at you! What if my heart stop beating?

How should I tell you, this is not lust, this is just a broken love in desperate way that will make me cry inside (or  scream in tear) everytime I kiss you then kiss you again till you hate me.

But don’t hate me! Please don’t hate me!