N . A

I feel like i'm the only who's crazy. I never felt this way especially just because of a man, just because of love.  But you did it to me.  And then you left it. Like my craziness didn't mean anything.  Like it's nothing. Not even a single sympathy coming from you. I forgot... that's the one thing you lack. Even though I am stranded on a highway you probably just say "oh no" and proceed to do nothing. And you're still able to put the blame on me.  Still not feeling guilty or even just a little bit of sympathy. And then you ask me why I'm feeling this way? You don't realize or you don't want to realize? How could you?

 I choose you again, and in the end, I have to let you go again. but in my deepest heart, I still have a glimpse of hope in me. In another life, without any restrictions or doubts. In another life, we would be together forever.