I'm left with burning questions in my head.
Was it really so hard to tell me when I asked?
I think I've told you before whatever it is, if you decide to do it, please let me know. Doesn't that show that I'm already prepared?
I have an uncertain desire to know what kept you back. I wanna know yet there's an inherent fear that I would end up chanting ignorance is bliss.
I'm upset not because it happened though I would've felt uncomfortable and uneasy but because you find it hard to tell me. I don't know what's on your mind and I'm dying to know. I said I'm losing faith cause I'm so unsure of everything right now. I don't even know how you're feeling or what happened. I don't think it's very fair to me. Don't I have the right to know? After all I'm not just a friend... Or am I?
I don't doubt you, I don't suspect anything amiss but for some reasons, I just feel so bitter inside. Don't I even deserve some words of comfort?
You had a long day and probably not a good one but what about me? Spared a thought about how I'd feel? I thought I was someone special? I don't wanna make things worse for you and I hate to see you agonised so no matter how painful it was for me to be left alone, I left you alone. I think for you in such selfless ways and i won't say you haven't done the same but didn't I deserve at least some words of comfort and assurance?
I waited all night and I tried to contact you all night... Imagine my disappointment.
Maybe I'm overreacting or maybe I just need to see you and be in your tight embrace but now, I'm just waiting. For what, I don't quite know yet.
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