Red-Heart-Question-marks

To love someone we hate,
is easier than hate someone we love.

To forgive our love,
is easier than forgive our enemy.

To care about person you love,
is easier than care about your own self.

To miss someone you love,
is easier than be missed with someone we love.

And loving you,
is damn, much more easier than have you loving me.

P.s.
I'm thinking about let you go cause some people told me to think about it. I hate that suggestion, but somehow I think they probably right. I do realize that anguish would kill me. Then I think of you.
You probably happier without me. You, maybe, better off without me. You'll be fine, cause you're not so sincere like me.
But the matter is the fact that I don't want to. Or worse, maybe I can't.
I'll be fine, though it can't be easy for me and I need some times to cheer myself up. I can back to my past, but I won't. I can find another, but I don't think I can.

Maybe that's because I'm a girl. Heart, once it's loves, it'll loves forever. And once it's broken, it's broken forever though it looks just fine. And if it patient, then it'll be waiting, always.
So that means that I'm strong enough to have you here and hurts, and strong enough to let you go. And hurts, too. I'll drowning in my own tears in any side I choose.