i wish..

that you are able to know how i feel..understand me and treat me the way i deserve to. i neither wish to be a non- living item nor the only beautiful rose in the garden.

i just cant get the message to you..its hard for me to spill it out. And whenever i made up my mind to..i just cant say it out. I start to think of the moments and the way how things started..

i wish..you would be able to read this and hear me...understand me. Or mayb i should understand the way you are.

things change and things happens for reasons..