His thoughts comes to me
I wake up and feel helpless
In a condition that
I love him but can't say anything
His feelings for me has already died
The last ray of hopes towards me has already died
Now what is the use of holding on to him, I question myself, What is the use?

And If I don't say anything and
Let his memories be kept inside,
Without expression
Murdering his thoughts in me.
Is it worth it?
Is this really was this insignificant
To feel the storm inside me and let it die down within
And smiling on his face lying
That I don't look upto him
That I have buried his thoughts in me?


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