i feel fucked up..

i think i have the rit to know..
hell yeah i have the rit to be worried..
and i do have the right to feel like crying rit now..

i'm not a statue.. i'm not just a flower vase that u put on your coffee table..
let me know.. tell me.. i'll listen..

i know i'm being selfish, but if u happen to read this.. i just want u to knw that i love you no matter what..
telling me ur problem wouldnt make me hating you.. u r so much important than just my stupid lack of phone's credit..

it's okay to be weak in front of me.. it's okay because i want to support u..
it's okay that ur voice sounds so horrible when u r sick, but i still want to hear it because it's your voice..
i want to be the one that tell you it's okay..
i want to be the one that u run into when u r in trouble..

because i love you..
it's js as simple as that..

it hurts somehow, dear.. it hurts when u refused to answer my phone calls..
it hurts that you only replied my messages once..
it hurts like shit because i love you, i care about you..
it hurts so badly dat i couldn't help it but want to cry..

but i don't want to be so pathetic crying over this.. i need to give you times to open up to me.. i need to give u some times to be honest to me..

i don't care hw much it hurts.. but i'll stay.. i'll always stay..
because i want to be around when you finally want to open up to me..
because i care about you that the first thing i'll do tomorrow is to top up my phone's credit and call you.. no matter how much you dont want to answer me..

js because i love u..
as simple as that..
and you know who you are..