The beat everytime i talk with you. It comforts me.

The smile everytime i get your notification. It’s my happiness.

Your glasses is my weakness, the fetish that i own.

we are not a lover, might be.

You already intertwined to someone else’s.

Walked away is not what i want, but i have to.

Cause the more i think about you, talk with you.

The more i keep this feeling alive.

to stay and feel nothing happen, the situation i can’t deal, for now.

I’m trying to look ” I’m fine “

Cause the truth i want you mental and physically. It’s true.

Maybe I’ll be fine one day, i have to.

And start to talk each other again without any feel uncomfort.

I like you not yet love you.

But i will let you go with someone next to you.

Just remember..

I love, you exist in this world.

Dearmariana

Xx