To love is to sacrifice.
To love is to be hurt.
I was in the middle of darkness when there is no one could see how painful and hard it is to be left with nothing.
I was lost, it's like a blurry vision where I could go to save myself.
But then, I am still longing, for someone's touch, hugs, kisses and love.
I found you when no one is there,
Found you when I can no longer feel anything, but emptiness.
Found you, when I can't even stand again.
I found your love, only for me.
But that love never been I thought to be the kryptonite of my heart.
How can I still save myself?.
How, when Im lost again for the same reason?.
How can I be the only choice?.
Indeed, to love is to sacrifice when I chose to stay even you are just staying because I am more willing to be your choice.
Indeed, to love is to sacrifice when I am running to you when you only want to be chase not to be cought.
Indeed, to love is to sacrifice when I was lost but keep finding you just to hold on.
Indeed, to love is to be hurt when you are not into me but I am unto you .
Indeed, to love is to be hurt when you are bound to be my pain.
Indeed, to love is to be hurt when you made sure that I am whipped.
Why still I Love You, in my deepest?.
Why I am staying even its Goodbye?.