Humming some unknown melody.
Something holding her back. She look down to her phone, the familiar chat room she used to type anything she wants without a second thought. Now, she stops. Staring at it.
Should I or shouldn't I.
It felt so natural. So natural that she didn't even realized it's already happened.
Just want a normal life but she was given something special. Each and everytime.
She said she heal. Her wounds they heal fast.
For this time, she quietly decided to let go.
It might hurts. Hurts more to see the other one to fall into pieces. But it's not gonna work. It must be last for a short time. Yes, she's scare of the idea of loving falling for someone so deeply that she wants to be with the person 24/7.
Time to leave. It's stupid. She knows. So well. She just repeating the same old shit.
Giving up. Running away.
People said they'll find her key,
Her password, her lock. Cause she lost it somewhere she couldn't remember where.
But that's not the truth. That's just beautiful words that have her hope once. She locked herself so deeply that she struggles to open but no one sees how hard she be tried.
Soon they will all fade away. And nothing's left. She hopes that there will be someone. Someone who don't yell at her when she couldn't tell her feelings someone who don't control her and give freedom to do whatever she loves someone who pamper her so much that she finally can be girl. A princess. Not a man not a king anymore. She's a her after all.
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