NOT A POEMS

you ask me to hunt for my own happiness but don't you know it is you behind all of that the tears and my smile i put up on my mask you're overly polite to ask me to erase it i only ask for one thing and you know what it was i tried all the best i could to endure it but sometimes it feels like only me that trying i felt abandoned, like a haunted house our relationship haven't last one winter season's long yet but every bottle has it own water capacity till it overflow i know we could find the needle in the straw i trust you, so i hope so

i rarely felt butterflies  yet he always gave me blankets when it’s cold outside  he never tried to hurt me, nor people that close to me i always feel loved  even though his touches felt so thin  so the cold can easily get to my skin but for us i can bare it i miss you

i never felt your existence for the most part where are you? should i be the one who always craving every inch of your story so you'd tell me yours should i ask you to stay so you would stayed how many times do i have to tolerate your excuses sometimes i cried myself to sleep  never i have a heart to tell you that all my sadness came from you i did lie everytime you asked the reason why i cried maybe i'm just being to dramatic but i only asked for one thing perhaps it is too much for you i never wanted to find anyone else to fill your void  because i've known you even before both of us fell and i do still have a faith in you