More Than Words

Prologue

PROLOGUE

Well who cares if I would run away and never would come back? Nobody would ever give that shout anyway.

That would shout saying "Hey don't go, cos I need you" or whatever.

Clever right but how can I seem to be so happy when I am absolutely messed up?

Probably times two would be the product of uncompetative values I would have, if ever I would deliver such innocence that may have been gotten from the pain he gave me.

But I don't care anymore. Because he absolutely doesn't. And I think he never EVER did.

I'm so ashamed to feel down, because of loving someone who doesn't love me in return.

How can I feel so awkward this time?

How can I feel like I hate him when in the first place, he was never mine and I never was.

How can I be that dumb right?

Feeling free from loving where in in the very first place I knew that he wouldnt get drowned into me?!

I realized those deputy just when I thought I shouldn't be experiencing this kind of sadness and loneliness.

Despite the fact that I was hurt, and I was given too much pain, I still love him. 

Don't ask me why!

COS I DON'T FUCKING KNOW EITHER.

HAHAHAHA! Nosebleed lol

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