I found myself crying over you. Tears flow like a valley, unending. I love you, Mr. R, but I know you love yourself more that's why you distance yourself, right?
I want to hate you but I can't because I love you. I love you... don't get me wrong, I'm not expecting you to reciprocate my feelings. Just know this. I love you from the moment my tears drop for the first time. I know, I love you and I don't deserve such an angel because I'm miserable, crazy, broke, immature, and sensitive while you are? What can I say about you? A man so strong like Samson? A man so passionate like Paul? A man so faithful like Abraham? A man so wise like Solomon? You possess those the reason why my heart fall for you but I guess I wasn't good enough to deserve someone like you.
Burn my self but that was the last time I'll risk and talk to you. I'll stop. That's it. Just know, I love you, Mr. R.
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Puisiit takes time to heal, to walk away, and to stand up all alone.
