I'm pretty sure that you are fuckboy, you are jerk and you are bastard.
In one time, you gave me adoring gaze and treated me well. You always here for me, cared at me, helped me, texted me and always made me more falling in love with you everyday.
But in another time, you're stranger. You're too far away. You walk so fast and leave me alone. I try to move closer to you, yes i can, but you let me down in the end.
I found you. I found you, but you're not alone. There's a girl. You do all of that you have done to me to that girl. You treat her like you treat me. You look at her like you look at me. You care at her like you care at me. You always there for her like you always here for me. And now, i'm alone. You left me.
Yes, that's you. Bad liar. Fuckboy. Bastard. Jerk.
The one who always comes and goes— playing with my feeling. The one i should avoid and the one i shouldn't in love with.
But hey boy, i love you. I love you this much anyway.
74/365, Hunize
