
He promised things would be better.
And I'm glad that it is now.
Hopefully both our tears will stop symmetrically.
..or that yours never started to begin with.
I just want to cry.
Wailing in all my lonely times.
...shall not want to bother you with mewls.
I guess only she and I will know of them when they fall.
Just wanted to ask you so badly to make me cry.
So that I can release the teary demon in me.
Just once. at least. But I'm afraid.
I feel that I should leave now.
I saw you walk away. And YOU, walk away.
..both times bringing me to tears as I silently count your footsteps,
and seeing your shadow grow longer as you get smaller.
Can I be the one that takes the fall for all these?
...but I don't want to walk away.
I never did like walking away.
Because I was stubborn to stay on,
previous people in my life walked away instead.
I'm still stubborn.
But I want not anyone to leave.
Finally the wet met the dry.
It's time for the goodbye.
To my pillow this all ends.
Things shall start to mend.
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