19 January 2013
It's my fault. Too long I had to be accepting. For too many years I needed to be tough and strong. And now you have entered my life deceived by my appearance. I am not always strong. I am not always content. You know all I have allowed you and every one else to see. No less. But I need you to be soft. I need you to be gentle. I can't always be tough. I need you but you don't see. It's been six months and you still don't see. I can't do this anymore it hurts. Every time I wish you were here, a cold sting is all I get. Because you never come. You always think I'm fine. So I'm left here alone and my body aches from longing. Yes it's been six months. But you still don't know me. And that's my fault, but then again that's just me.
Six Months • Opuss № I