Do you have someone you can talk to?
About your everyday? About when you are sick?
About your sense of failure, about your worries?
About your joy? About your happiness?
If you do, appreciate that person.
Because I don’t have that someone to talk to.
I kept things to myself, all my joy and happiness
and my sadness, mostly my sadness and my failures.
I tell myself everyday,
you can’t be sad, you are strong, you are precious,
But how good would it feels if it is coming from someone I love.
From someone who took their time for me, who thinks about me.
I want that. I’ve been waiting for him, but I guess I have to continue waiting.