Monday, July 25, 2011


Okay. What's your point?

It's not that I don't trust you. I just don't trust me with you. I don't trust you with my heart. Coz, what if one day you break it?

But when you held my hand, reassuringly, telling me that I have you, until when, baby?

For how long?

I'm not being insecure. I'm being realistic.

And it sucks. But still...

It's not like you were so different then.

But there's this other thing.

I'm not good for you.

You're good for me. But I'm not good for you.

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