Why is it so hard?
Why do you hold on so tight?
Why do you insist to keep your age a mystery?
Why do you run away when I asked for photo of yours?
Why is it so hard, to just get to know a little more of you?
It is a normal eager, to know more about the one I love...
Especially that we are so far away.
What keeps us together? Heart, yes.
But my heart is not content, with all the secrets you keep.
How do you expect me to ease...
Every little detail of you helps me to know you better, to understand you more...
Yet you hold back.
Everytime when this happened or comes into our conversation,
there is this little voice in me that I cannot ignore.
"Do you think he really love you?" with an evil smile.
Then I will feel sad, a little upset, and down... like I am feeling now.
With a shaky confidence and depress crawl all over me.
....
Am I too greedy?
............
I think it s because my period should come soon, so I am moody again.
Will that be the excuse that I always give to myself?
How sad.