Will I Ever Do ?

I miss him

I need him

I want to feel him like I used too..

These feelings of pretending that I'm strong but, I'm not..

That I would be OK even if I don't have him..

I hide it so I can move on. people won't know the real me..

Sharing double faces is what I do.

My heart is like a scratched glass...

Too weak and sensitive...

My eyes would be full of tears for the simplest things...

Too emotional...

I will cry when I see him...

I will cry when I know him...

I will cry when I say I love you to him..

I will cry when I sincerely give all my might to please him..

Like a masochist I'll crave for him...

I will cry of happiness when I be his.

The only problem is that he doesn't exist.

Will I ever find him ?!

That's a question I will never know the answer for...

XOXO

luka