Tuesday

The greatest distance,

is not from north to south.

I have fallen deeper. Much deeper that I don't know how to lift my self back. I'm afraid that he listens to this fucking heartbeat and then builds a wall of rocks after me. It's clearly an empty hope of mine that I've been playing around on my mind. Reality is calling.

I'm flattered, he got me flavored. In every single thing. In miles away the train tearing us apart. Even now, although I know that he's been sleeping right after saying "I'm done with this shitty task," but staring at his chats through keeps me smiling. Emotionally is playing.

What am I supposed to do? For God sake this is pathetic. I wish I could treat him like he treated me. I wish I could be only his friend. Relationship sucks. Not that I blame this for kinda traumatic things coming from my past, it's been rest in hell. People is changing.

I am ridiculously too much. I am vulnerable yet clueless. It's not gonna happen to us. It's not going to work out. I couldn't reach the distance, it's pretty much too far away. It's likely when I'm standing beside you but you don't even dare to know how deeply I fall for you.

The greatest distance, is between your heart and mine.