Wipe my tears off with your thumb as you place your palms on my cheeks and look at me, straight into my eyes. Place a soft kiss on my forehead. Stay there until I can confess that I love you. Wait for me, I tell you.

But you hate me, because I hadn't confessed sooner and had been selfish. I'm sorry, I tell you, a hundred times but you don't care. You walk back, leaving me in this darkness.