Untold

Nobody listens to me. I don’t know how really it feels to simulate as if I don’t care about you at all. I never had a wish other than my family. I ask God, can I have another wish for my friend? Your presence consumes me. Your face, your laugh, your smile, your kindness- everything. I’ll never forget the tenderness you shared with me. You’re important to me. Nobody else treat me like the way you do. Words just can’t describe my consciousness. I detest myself. I can’t have a hold over the tears that formed behind my eyes, gently rolling down my cheeks. If you need space, I’ll give it all. I won’t bother you anymore. If that is what you want and if that is what you need, I respect. Abandoned and unaccompanied, I’m used to it.