The One

I dont know why I’m holding on to this..

I dont know whether you can take me as I am, or at least you’re trying to, but for me i dont feel well accepted by you.

You never listened to my story.

You laugh at my tears.

You never said “yes” to what I desire.

We never enjoy our fireworks together, not even a single movie that I wanted so bad to watch.

You never hold my hand when i walk beside you.

I really wish i could have your arms lingers on me and have you saying, “everything’s gonna be alright, dont worry i’m here.”

but not.

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