i am so sick and tired of hearing the word busy.
busy is just an excuse.
not commited is the real reason i say
i duno how long i can last.
i duno how much i can take.
i keep telling myself that its nt ur fault that u are busy and i must try to be understanding.
keep telling myself its nt easy for us to come this far hence i must not give up
but i cant help to feel disappointed each time the date is cancelled.
there is a limit to my patience and tolerance.
u're on the verge of losing me.
really.
if only i mastered the power of disappearing into thin air,
i would leave u and never appear.
i want u to feel hurt like how i felt when u give me all the nonsense.
if only my heart was made of steel...