Notebook

I open the notebook which I take along

Where a lot about you is written.

You hate to be snubbed, have got used to be protected

And only want me when you are lonely.

I see the feelings written by myself.

I put myself behind, petty and low.

I have waited for you for too long. I shed tears when thinking of you.

Yet what does it mean by happiness?

I love you so much that it hurts. It hurts so much that I cry.

I cry so much that I become tired. Persistence writes each page of my diary.

It records your good like addicting drug

Which lies to me again and again.

I love you so much that it hurts. It hurts so much that I cry.

I cry so much that I become tired. My conflicting heart always exacts.

I persuade myself to give up, close my eyes while letting you go

And burn my diary to start all over again.

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