It hurts when you say that you don't know if you love me. You are so much cruel at me. I don't know how I can write it. How say it. You're so cold. Your voice. I hate you for this but I can't stop love you. I read your blog diary. It's more painful. I know. I must stop think about that. But I can't. There is one big wound in my hearth. No one and no thing means so much for me as you. I did nothing to you. You tear me apart. Why did you write something more optimistic on your blog? Why are there so big doubts like that day?
I am scared. I am scared and afraid of you all the days since it happened. Even if I'm not looking like this and saying so. I am going to be more closed towards yourself.
Your still loving llz
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