Why are you so political? You dont exactly say what you want to express. I am dumb for being irresponsible of your acts toward my feelings. I need your words desperately. Like I need eight glasses of water every day.
Why are you here now?
You mute yourself in front of my dying eyes. You are removing my sense of wanting your affection. Your smile is now killing my brain. You smile! You smile! You smile! Say a word, you idiot! I want your explanation, answer and your act. My God!
You hurt my present. My time is running out but you don't understand that. I am drowning in my pain right now. Waiting for you is torturing my knees while I want to fall on them. I really do, but it hurts.
My body hurts. My head, my shoulders, my belly, my thigh, my knees, my toe. But my chest is still alive. It is still in its perfect condition of being very fit. Can you believe that? After all you've done to hurt me?
My chest is still here.
My heart is still beating.
Normally.
Like it's never been hurt.
You know what does that mean? I fall for you. Every day. Still. Until the undecided time of this world.
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