I feel messy. It's what inside my head, what my lips cannot say, tears I can't reveal. I'm lonely, I'm hurts, so much burden to take, so much things to deal with. No accompanny at all. Not even Red. Mostly about him.
Day by day I found myself wondered how to make nthis long disatnce relationship works well. Maybe I'm damn selfish, but I need attention. From him. I need to know he still love me everyday, I need to know he still cares, that we're still in this love and it's still worth to fight for.
Bu how can I still feel the same when he keep in silent. So quiet, too quiet it hurts. Too hurts that always makes me wonder if it's still a right decision that I'm working on, if he's the right man I'm waiting for.
It's not the miles separated us, the disatance between Bandung and Jakarta. It's about the distance of us, the distant that makes us feel so close, physically, yet so far.
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