no words to describe this kind of feeling
more than pain
more than sad
more than suffering
more than agony
i know i can't, i should not do so
of course i know too knowing everything meaning am going to get hurts
i care about you
not guessing that how much you love me
but having doubt that what i have to let you love me this much?
i think isn't such worthy,is it?
not guessing that actually you're loving someone else
but having doubt that, am i so attractive? until you forget the one you so loved, before
i think am not such lovable,am i?
not guessing that your love is false
but having doubt that why...why is me? why you choose me?
am not the one and only one... i feel so
am not as special as you say
am not as adorable as you feel
not your fault
just... i felt so insecure after knowing all what i shouldn't know but at last i did know
i felt so...tiny...
i felt...like am just one among of them
your past had totally made me tasted how pain is pain
you should know
asking you to prove,there are some reason inside
i am so so so insecure....my dear
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