I Won't Tell You, I Am Not Strong Enough

It's been one month you left here.   you are here in my memory every moment, every street we passed by, every place we wondered around.  I am hurt by every scene flashing in my mind.  But I won't tell you. 

Without conscious,  sometimes I would murmur your name.   Then I tell myself "stop".   Because I must stop thinking of you.   It's no choice. 

I know what kind of person you are,  I can imagine what you are doing.   I won't fight with the destiny.  Although I hate this torture so much.  Cause you told me it's useless.

I am controlling myself by taking medicine.  you don't know how serious it is for me.  But I won't tell you.


savannasu savannasu
31-35
Aug 9, 2010