22 January 2014

Time of the month

Time flies and I can see the weathers change. Just like you.

You used to be very calm, caring and loveable.
What am I to you?

You did forget about me sometimes, it hurts.

You used to say,
"I love you"
"I miss you"
"I mishu"

buy not anymore.

When we fight, you'll leave it to me.
I mad, I spit words and you keep it silent.
This not a fight, it's avoiding. And it hurts.

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