Tired the way we quarrel, cold like ice, turn his back to me.
Tired the way he driving, the way he hons, the speed.
Tired the way he never appreciare what he have love, care, friend, client, car, camera.. so on. Lost count.
Tired fine out again he lie to me.
Tired been betray again and again.
Tired of empty promise and waiting..”I only wish a simple wedding and simple house, but he is the one who want the granted wedding dinner, expensive house. Like to show off to friend.”
Scared
Scared the way we quarrel, the punch the kick he did to me. The pain always planted in my heart.
Scared to see he lie again to me.
scare he again tell me, he love her, and don’t know how to choose either me or her.
Want
I want to be like last time, when quarrel he will pamper me like baby.
I want the truth of him, real him.
I want he treat me the same way how I treat him.. I never let him down. Treasure and sincere.
I want to have a car.
I just want a kancil or kelisa..but he said will get me suzuki swift end of year 2007.
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