180 days

Yesterday, my daydream spilled from my gold head. Today, it breaks free from the shadow neck and comes to the facts of existence. The ocean of my mind still keep its purity although I was fucked up yesterday but what came out from your mouth just left a nod over my sleeping waves (the state of our relationship which is secure and safe).

I’m not giving up on you but the bottom line is I’m no longer feeling like in a carnival. With horror I recalled, your taste of comfort getting bitter and your blessing is in disguise. The reason why I’m not falling out of love because I’m always reminisce our 180 days. There is more to look forward b. I’m hurting but I don’t want you to be here wrapping my heartbreak for the reason that I’m good in silent treatment. I hope you don’t have any alibi when you slip your tongue cos it poisons me enough.

I can’t have good sleep cos it’s like I lost faith of our love. Your love is like a blanket which warms my heart. I’m being versed that you are pleading my case and I don’t want to cry many lies saying “I’m okay” too. I hope you drunk with regret b. I can’t bare looking you raining on my parade which I build for us. Remember when you say “I love you”, it is a promise. I don’t want it to carry empty promises. I love you saying. A lot and I mean every eight alphabet I spelled it.

p/s: This is normal in every relationship. Love is like a disease. Arghhh, I know its not helping my condition by sharing mine so I would rather talk about people’s view. Did you notice single people always sighing about being solo? Well it is just the same principal when people in a relationship complaining about their lover. Most people don’t know that love is about sharing and may also about give and take equally.