Sunday, 10 March 2013

that girl in the corner of the room


why don't you talk to me?

was that a lie, when you said you like me?
or perhaps you do not even like me, in an enough way that make you willing to start a conversation with me. i've been waiting all day, looking at my cell-phone in a foolish hope that it would bring a message from you.

my head hurt.
my heart ached.
i cannot breathe.

come.
please come.
and stay close.

i promise.
if you do that, for me...
i'll give you anything, let you do everything.

i just want to feel loved.

z. d. imama

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