Even now, After four months, I still miss you
I miss your present..
your touch, your scent,your skin..
what could I've done to stop this event
I love you so much
though, you love her..
Is this, what you call trust ?
its not me, who you prefer..
I wished you take my hand..
and tell me you still love me..
I want you to understand..
my feelings, and my love..
i dont even know why i'm writing this down..
i guess its because my heart lies with you..
probably to lose my frown..
and still hope, I could be with you..