Letter 7
20/05/2017
01:27am
Dear .......;
I am insomniac ... My problem ... Not yours.
But why do I want you to keep me company when I can't fall asleep?
I am messed up ... Indecisive ... My problem ... Not yours.
But why do I want you to make my decisions for me?
I am confused ... My problem ... Not yours.
But why do I want you to clear my confusion?
I spend all of my time ... Thinking of you ... My problem ... Not yours.
But why do I want you to respond to me?
I want to wake you up ... When I am not sleepy.
But I should realise you need sleep.
I want to chat with you all the time.
But I should realise you need space.
You have occupied all of my mind.
But I can't tell you that.
You have become my world.
But I am too messed up to acknowledge it.
You have become my priority.
Everything that mattered before ... Doesn't now.
This is scary.
But I want to feel it.
This is risky.
But I want to try it.
This is not what I planned.
But I want to go by this flow.
This is new to me.
And I am sure I am turning selfish.
I can't help it.
What do I do?
I want you to decide this.
See what you have done to me.
Yours Lovingly,
RuKrish
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