it has been all about you..
more than a year we met and argued about life.
some said, get together..
other said, not meant to be..
the rest said, it depends on me..
what should i do.?
is it an option to make..
or..this life, keep choosing something.?
silence is gold, sometimes too long..
keep running around my head..
even to choose, to love, to hate, to leave, or to stand still..
your habits made me mad..
your gesture made me mad..
your talk made me mad..
your face made me mad..
it has been all about you..
your needs, your stories, your habits, your houses, you families, your friends, your smartness, your creativeness, your skill, your favorites, your.. your.. your..
this is not only you who can made a couple..
you need a partner..
who always wanted to hear stories from you about you and only you.
let her find you..
because i don't want to.
thank you anyway, thank you..
for loving me this time.
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