I miss last week
Dear you,
Last night when you held back, I felt so sad.
Like we demolished all that we’ve built together over months.
As gay as it sounds, I was crumbling on the inside.
Were you just putting on a front, or were you truly worried about me, I don’t know. Because unfair or not, I didn’t care. I just wanted to live happy with you in as many moments of my life. I thought I made that clear to you before.
Instead of continuing the road of happiness, we made the u-turn towards sadness.
Of course, if you think you’d be happier if we were less then, well, let me know again.
