What about love. People always concern about love matter.
Are they the lover?
Weirdo, it’s a feeling that plays on my mind.
I never have the feeling of love. Liar, okay I am. First time
I got love, it is in the young age on secondary school. Dealing with love makes
me sick. Dating in class, every people have their eyes on me. I am a prefect at
the time. Shame, of course I am. It’s ruined my image as leader.
Am I suckering? Not at all. There are some people who kindly
ever love me. But I am hopeless. Don’t want love to influence me. I leave the love
behind me. I try running away from it. Never let it for the second time. Don’t want
to let others suffer because of me.
I am nobody who posses with love. Happy thing when my friend
got their partner. I always wish for their best in hereafter with their soul mate.
They dream to have wedding of the year, grandly at hotel. Go ahead. I will
support you whenever you see me there.
I will always be watching your from a corner because you
always in my heart.
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