Sunday, July 24, 2016

An open letter to the boy who tries to have my heart.

When u get to know me. I'm like a fun girl who is happy go lucky but deep within me, u know u cant handle such tantrum.

U cant handle the level of deepness that I asked for nor handling the level of demanding & hopes of mine.

U know u cant handle such roots that lingered on my vain. And u keep feeling the pain that u gained everytime I brought up another leaf.

U stayed tho it strangled u, u know in anytime my roots could kill you.

While you're blinded by my flowers you're already stabbed by my bushes over and over again.

Please go.

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