My words no longer long to sway in your thoughts nor they swear to throw you away. They long to flow from this Earth to that moon, holding all your broken pieces within.
"Do you know why?"
It's not b'coz, "I hate you."
Instead, it's coz, I still care for you.
I need to settle the pieces down, so that it'll be easy to filter out.
Please hold me back before my patience fade away. Still awaiting.
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