Note and Cup of Tears

I may love the wrong person, 

cry for the wrong reason...
But,

this pain is going on and on...

There’s nothing I could do but run 

far away from this full of non sense feeling...


Dear you over there,

this love is not a lie...
It’s just a fragile words that laying

upon a layer of uncertainty...
Frail…


When you will realize this cry?
Agony under my pale skin,

forced out from my wounded heart...
Still waiting for your ear hears this faint whisper...
Weak breathe break eventually...



One soul decided to stop from its long wander...