"Even if it feels like dying, I'll tell you everything."
The day I gave you my heart was the day you jailed me into a dark room. No lights. No sounds, but then I can see you. A bit of air but I know I can still live because all I do is to believe. I waited for hours, days, weeks, months and even years of when can I see the light, but you turned your back to me and never came back. I know you'llnever come so I stayed in this dark room, hopeless and dying. Now there is a man who passed by. A man with a bottle of water. He looked at me. I stared at him desperately, then I lost my consciousness. This man, took his time to take care of me. He gave me water to drink when I woke up. That's the only thing he has. Then, he left. I know he'll never come back. So I was, again, hopeless and dying. But then, suddenly, one day he came to me, held my hands and brought me out of this dark room. My eyes are afraid of the light. I refused to see the light. He covered my eyes gently, guided me on my way out. He then got my hand put it in to cover my eyes, pressed me into his chest, oh why am I so blessed? This man, covered me in his arms, even with no words, I felt that I'm loved and I'm freed from the dark room. But then footsteps have been heard, I started crying, I know it was yours. He did not ask. I knew he felt it too. He never took away his arms wrapped around me. You stared at us and felt like asking why. And my eyes would tell, "You never came, why do you have to come back today? I'm already freed from the dark. It's now him who has my heart."
