Saturday, June 30, 2012

I Love You, Eight Ten


What should I do to make you brave to tell me the truth?
The wind says that you love me,
The grass says that you love me,
The moon says that you love me too.

Can’t you ask me to wait for you?
Just say it.
I will.

I wanna give my heart fully to someone,
And I feel you are the right one.
I wanna hold someone’s hands,
And I think yours is the right one.

What makes you afraid?
Loyalty?
Family?
Money?
Or….
DISTANCE?

I can do nothing.
My tear has dried.
My power has gone.
Just my heart’s bleeding.

You really love me, don’t you?
Fight for it.
Be a man.

Excelo. 11 Juni 2012 08.03PM


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