This is love.

When you smile to me,

I hate it.

When you talk to me,

I hate it.

When you do something good to me,

I hate it.

I hate it because I admit that I still love you.

I just want to ask "how are you ?"

But that words are very difficult to me.

I can't talk to you.

I can't ask you.

I can't start a conversation with you.

I even can't smile to you.

It is not because I hate you.

I just hate myself.

Because I am still loving you

You've tried to talk to me

to smile, and even made a joke to me.

Thank you for everything you've done to me.

But this is my choice.

I have to make you out of my mind.

Force me to be a bad person.

So you will realize that I am a bad person.

We can't be a part, no matter what.

You have your own world, so do I.

Maybe, God has a better plan than I have for myself.

Maybe, someday we can be a part.

 Maybe, I can have a happy ending love story.

I don't hope for it. Seriously.

Why ? Because this is love.

I love you and you love another one.

I am happy just to see you far away.

So, please don't be nice to me.

CREDIT : Anjelia Defani.