How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

How I wish you lied.

BUT YOU DIDN'T.

It's the truth.

The hurtful truth.

*Sigh* Life can be such a bitch, I swear.

And I hatehatehate false hope coz I'm such a fucking dreamer.

You and I, we'll always be unfinished business.

Never tell your problems to anyone. 20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them.

The truth hurts, it tears your heart apart. So build walls. But remember, the fall is always harder when the walls you build are higher.

AND IF YOU'RE GONNA LIE, KEEP YOUR STORY STRAIGHT.

You may not know it, but sometimes, the smallest things you say or do hurt me a lot. Maybe I'm just sensitive, maybe I'm just weak. But they still hurt me.

Wishing only wounds the soul, wishing only wounds the heart. Wishing only brings tears to your eyes, soulful eyes, no matter how pretty. Feelings always hurt, wishing always hurts.

I'm gonna capture your heart and keep it with mine for eternity.

I secretly stare at you whenever you're looking in another direction. Then I think you'd feel my eyes on you and you'd look at me and I'd look away then when you look away again, I look back at you and see that you're smiling to yourself. It always happens. Even though the littlest things you do hurt me, the littlest things you do can also make me oh, so HAPPY.

You're so close, yet so far. I'll never be able to reach you, yet you stand with me every day.

Confession? You broke my heart, but you also made me stronger.

I need you to know I miss you. I miss you so bad.

Even though this doesn't mean anything to you, I still love how our hands used to brush together accidentally and neither of us would move away.

You know, it's funny how someone can break your heart yet you can still love him with all the little pieces.

There's no past tense to love. You either never did, or still do.

Why am I so afraid to lose you when you weren't even mine to begin with?

I have decided to keep the promise I made. Because I can't afford putting you first in life. My friends have always been there for me, they have always apologised if they hurt me, you haven't and you're the one who hurt me the most. So I can't afford to love you more than my friends even though you make my heart beat so fast and make me feel like jumping off the edge of a building just to see if I can flyyy.

Soon, I'll be the one leaving you. Just you wait.

It's not what I feel for you. It's what I don't feel for anyone but you.

Love♥
Zeal.



You're way too wrong for me. And I can never change that fact, no matter how much I wish and how hard I try.