i gotto quickly eject euu from myself.
the machine cannot take it when the cd is in it yet not playing.
it just burdens the machine.
woah. that sounds selfish.gosh.
but seriously, its a whole bag of burdens.
uncertainties.
questions.
all the ''i wanna know''s.

its no longer like before.
you told me to not reply.
well, i obeyed.
i controlled myself the whole day.
hard, but accomplished.
you know how much guts i gotto dig out to just send euu a short simple sms?
the amount of time i spent considering,
and of course, the heart and brain barrier i gotto overcome, just for the sake of one sms.

i tried to put in the effort, but each time what happens in the end?
you spell it out yourself.
repetitive!

if you don like me, just straight away slap the answer on my face, and tell me.
don use such words and messages to slowly hurt me, bit by bit.
why?
you enjoy seeing others get hurt bit by bit isit?
the progression of each step thrills you?
to see how i'm gonna take and receive all these wounds you inflick on me?

don ask anymore.
don give me anymore hope.
give me hope, then snatch it away abruptly?
your style?

you asked me for a chance to let you cherish me again?

oh well. switch that term ''cherish'' to something else like ''hurt'', ''devastate'', ''kill''.

i'm not as strong as you think okay.
i've got my weak side.
and you, somehow hit my weak side right on the spot.
thrilling for euu?
an achievement for euu?

want some applause ?

leave me alone please.

our seats changed. our first step. separation.
painful, but i think its a necessity.
a must.

you clog my thoughts.
i just wanna eject euu from myself forever!

half a year ago, i feared these.
my fears are finally proven.
see? see it coming true?

theres no more,
or rather, there can be no more,
there shouldnt be anymore.

each injury causes blood loss in an accident.
i dont have all the blood on earth to loose.
too much injuries, we'll both suffer situational death.
impaired?
i rather you put me down.
i fear experiencing false hope.
telling me about faith, hope and glory?
nope, show me whats reality.
why not?
you dont wanna end the game so fast?
looses your entertainment?
or what?
continue with the game of sadist.

you dont care?
i care not too.

sacrification? nope nope.
this is none like sacrification.

no fights.
silence comes between.
our endurance.
enduring this silence?
or the pain?

this, an intermission for us?
tell me its a no.
well, tell me its the finale, the end!

i dont need the, '' and they lived happily ever after''.
oh. they did, we didnt!
simple?