You know that I love you.
And you was right when you sad I am a closed person.
Even if I refused to accept that...
Yeah, maybe I am a closed person.
Maybe because I was an open book for someone.
And that someone caused me pain. A lot.
She got the healthy me.
The better me.
And that is why I can't tell you things,
even if I want to.
Because every time I feel your love,
i feel bad for you.
You got a broken me.
And you still holding me as your precious.
It feels good to be with you,
but bad to feel your love.
It
Just
Hurts.













