When i dream i think of you
breath i think of you
all day i think of you
give all my love to you my baby boo
swear its true all i do is think of you

When i pray i think of you
far away i think of you
all day i think of you
my heart belongs to you my baby boo
yes its true all i do is think of you



I love the way you make me feel.
This got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real.
I need it when I want it.
I want it when I don't.
Tell myself I'd stop everyday,
Knowing that I won't
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction.
I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move...but I like it,
and it's all because of you.
Cliche I know, but I'll admit it...
I am in love with you, and I miss you..

I know my image to you is probably obliterated, demolished, and possibly wrecked and tattered into pieces. Maybe I don't deserve you, or perhaps I am not entitled to your love since I have done, ... with ... that aren't so pleasing. I know I have freaked you out today, and I'm sorry. I wished I could simply discard my darkness into a thrash bin or something, removing it comprehensively and completely. It's like a tattoo that I can't remove, a stain that stays and lingers on, refusing to come off. I can only choose to walk away and get over it, which I have.

But I won't deny, it hurt upon knowing your reaction.. And you probably didn't know the amount of courage I mustered to tell you, the amount of bravery I gathered. I know you want the truth, you always wanted to know more and more, your curiousity seems like a bottomless pit, never-ending and always growing deeper. But how much can one take? I hope nothing will change after everything today- foolish I may be, but hope I will, continue holding onto.
During these 3 months, I knew I had to protect you. Your innocence, unsophisticated, 'child-like' attitude towards life was something that I was determined to ferociously defend at all costs. But darling, I've also learnt that over time I have seen you fully capable of being self-independent and you are able protect yourself just fine. And I know you have become someone I can trust, someone that I can just pour my heart's deepest troubles into. So, please don't make me lose that trust..? I have given you my heart. Something I hold dear to and it means a lot to me. Maybe just for once,



Could you protect me?
I really don't want it to affect or come between us anymore.
It isn't fair.
And I hate it.


All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own
- Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Sigh.. I really miss you.. :(