To breath besides you is not easy. To walk with you is not easy. To stay is not easy. To look upon you when you speak is not easy. To touch u as rather difficult. To caress is never a reality. To become a friend is just a one step closer. o become a bestfriend is just a dream. To own you is just a heaven and hell boundaries. Our life, goals, paths are not the same. You disregard my abilities just when you knew of what you are capable of. I will never race with you. I will not. I can see those hatreds. I can feel it. Like thousands of thorns clinging up upon me, waiting for its time to rip me off. In every night, I think off of what might made you turn into a stranger. I know my place. I won't ever forget it. We cant ever be close. You never be genuine even for one second. Eventhough I am a needy person. You are the type of person that I will never rely upon. You.
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