I Wrote This With Tears Hopefully Nothing's Wrong With The Text ):

Let me try to get it out cause writing is the best way.

When we paint a picture and put it on a wall. Do we take it down and change it again? Let's say it's a perfect picture. We are proud of it. It makes us happy. Just by thinking about it. I don't think we do. If I had a chance I will keep it up on that wall.

Without making it get dusty. Or fall. Or even get forgotten. I will make it be the most precious thing I have.

Now what if the picture is love. The feelings people get when they start falling for each others those easy words. Those smiles. Those moments they put on each other.

My picture, the one I have got. The one I am fighting to keep, the one I love way too much. There is something wrong with it.
I don't even know why.

I am sad, angry with myself ( maybe its my fault). I can't look at myself. I said nothing wrong. If you think that is. And I didn't do a thing either. Now of course, I take the blame on me.