If being with you means to risk everything in life then I will.
Yet I see no other evidence in doing so since you don’t even say a thing that was distinct and precise as to hear I am better than the rest.
I never wish to be better than the rest. Because it’s more ideal to hear you are nice and the rest are also nice.
So what’s the point of telling me things that has no meaning at all? Yet the twinkling of eyes is telling me other things than what I am hearing from you.
Why are you so afraid of illuminating the truth behind your lies? Was it more assured to just let things happen by its own way? Or to let things happen with you’re full blast of consciousness.
Well, I guess I asked so much from you. Or you’re asking too much from me.
When are we going to met for the common ground that we may see each other with gracefulness.
Or maybe I’ll have to discover the veracity that your reality will never become my own realities in life. And if that’s the case, then I am willing to take a risk of losing you till the end.
And if there’s still another way of taking a risk without dropping you, by all means I win the game. Yet game can only be play by players who are in the field which rain or shine can’t even stop except players will get injured.
Oh my, what will happen if before the game players will be wounded? Who will now play the game…? Will it stop and lose the game not yet started?
Oh, what a risk.
Yet I see no other evidence in doing so since you don’t even say a thing that was distinct and precise as to hear I am better than the rest.
I never wish to be better than the rest. Because it’s more ideal to hear you are nice and the rest are also nice.
So what’s the point of telling me things that has no meaning at all? Yet the twinkling of eyes is telling me other things than what I am hearing from you.
Why are you so afraid of illuminating the truth behind your lies? Was it more assured to just let things happen by its own way? Or to let things happen with you’re full blast of consciousness.
Well, I guess I asked so much from you. Or you’re asking too much from me.
When are we going to met for the common ground that we may see each other with gracefulness.
Or maybe I’ll have to discover the veracity that your reality will never become my own realities in life. And if that’s the case, then I am willing to take a risk of losing you till the end.
And if there’s still another way of taking a risk without dropping you, by all means I win the game. Yet game can only be play by players who are in the field which rain or shine can’t even stop except players will get injured.
Oh my, what will happen if before the game players will be wounded? Who will now play the game…? Will it stop and lose the game not yet started?
Oh, what a risk.
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