Growing up I realized I had feelings for handsome guys. Each time I take a step to love them they take me for granted only because they noticed I had feelings for them. When I back off they turn back and decide to have me back. When I try giving a chance I get heart break in return. I'm sick of love, looking for the one that will accept when I'm ready. I endure all the hard times, taking all the blames when I should be apologize to, forgiving without someone asking for forgiveness. I let go of the scare caused by so many heart breaks. So many times I see him cheat I close my eyes in public and clean my tears with handkerchief.
Oh love! Who could be this that will love me, the cracks builds walls in my heart That makes me decide to let go, when I leave this time ,I move like the wind that never returns to it's place where it blew from. Now he is left with regret because it's hard to find someone l