At some point I don’t wanna seem weak so that it wouldn’t be hard on him
At some other points, the only thing I wanna tell is how I’ve been missing him a lot
I think what maturing us is how we finally decide what to choose
To crawling and whimpering over him
Or to stay behind and let him go
I haven’t reach the point when I’m ready to set everything to an end
Because there’s a line between now and never
It’s “wait a little longer” that keep binding me
I still miss him a lot, I still want him to be around
And thru this stubbornness, I’m ready for its consequence, pains.
Give me a little extra time to feel his presence
Give me some more place I could explore with him
Give me another beautiful nights to be spent with him
And until the time has finally come, may I sincerely walk away
Far far away from the dream I’ve set for forever
Then I will proudly say to myself, that this is the thing I would do for him
To feel pain and to get hurt, just to see him happy
I name it love.
