I saw how they fought.
I saw how they cried.
I saw fear in them.
I saw how restless they were.
I could hear their voice tremble.
I could see the hurts in their eyes.
I could imagine how painful it was.
I could feel my heart sank.
I couldn't breathe.
I couldn't imagine if it was me.
I'm not ready to face such things.
I'm not ready to face it with the one.
I'm not ready to see you.
I'm not ready to talk to you.
I'm not ready for hurts.
I'm not ready for bullshyts.
I'm not ready to love again.
I'm not ready to know you.
But I really want to
see you
talk to you
smile with you
be around you
know you
laugh with you
walk with you
Yet
I'm scared.
I'm afraid.
I'm shivering inside.
I'm thinking of the worst things.
I'm breathing so hard.
Though,
I can't wait to see you again
I can't wait to be around you again.
I can't wait for you to look at me again.
Dilemma,
I hate you.
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