Rather be.
I rather get knocked down by a car, hit by a falling Claypot, cut by a knife, slashed by a bear, punched in the face all at once than to feel this dagger plunged into my heart that can't seem to be removed.
It's been a really long time since I know how much ache my heart could take. Your words cut right in. Hearing you say the possibility of you suppressing your feelings and eventually having none at all left really stabbed me good.
So it's true I guess, no matter how much 2 are in love with each other, given enough time, they grow distance. Strangers again. High time I woke up from this "truth".
But after all of that, I still choose you. No meeting up even though I badly want to, looks like nightly calls would be something I deeply cherish from now onwards. Even if I'm exhausted from studies, still bearing this excitement of hearing your voice each night to make my day better.
If this is the best way I could protect and love you, so be it. I am willing.
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