It's so difficult, for me, I guess, to trust you now. It's your third trips in the last four months, but this last one must be the biggest weakness on my side relate to your trips. I don't know why it happened but what I know is that I get jealous everyday.
And you know what the reason is.
In the end, I'm not sure I'm willing to spend this following week and pretend that there's nothing wrong happen, at least on my side, because it's not like a sketch paper, where I can easily grab the eraser and erase all of it. And it's not even a word document where I can just "control-A" and delete it.
It's about trust. And feelings. And compassion.
Which I begin to think that you don't have it.
It's a trust. And it's a goodbye.
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