I don’t love you anymore
I hate the things you do to me
Hugging me
Kissing me
Making me special
I hate all of them
I don’t like brushing your hair using my hands
I don’t like the feeling of touching your face, your cheeks, your lips
Holding your hands makes me embarrassed.
I’m so tired of chatting you every minute.
Tired of waiting you to finish your work.
Tired of accompanying you to go to market.
Even our promises i hate them
The promises that we will get married
To have kids,
To have a house of our own,
To watch our kids have their own family,
To grow old together.
All of them are lies.
You know what i hate the most
Lying to myself that i hate it all.
I love you so much
Please come back
I’ll be a better person i promise
Just please come back…
Pinocchio
