i'm really really really tired.
of all the lies.
of all the happy-ay-hindi-pala moments with you.
i'm tired being tired.
i love you.
and it's poking me now,
that YOU
you sonofanidontknow.
YOU
don't.
i just hope.
that you'll be man enough...
to face me.
and look at me.
and say what you have to say.
JUST SAY IT.
give me back my life.
you captured every fucken light from me.
just tell me if i have to dig you a grave now,
tell me to pronounce your eulogy,
tell me if i have to mourn this "forever" that we called.
tell me....
i just have to hear it from you...
