Have no idea how to state.
Have no idea how to wirte.
Have no idea how to keep on.
Being realise that it is incapability,
that cannot grasp the happiness of self.
It's you,or her?
continuely confusing me.
I love you,it's true.
But do you love me?
Maybe yes.I am too sensitive.
Or maybe you are trying to evade from me.
Parallel lines,
No final meeting on the way no matter how far they go,
Never able to be frankly face-to-face.
Never able to have intersection of the two lines.
There's no cross point.
We are just like the two parallel lines.
Run aground?