Tell me what we went through didn't mean anything to you. Kill me now. Rather than later please.
I don't know what else to think. What else to do. You coming here tomorrow to take your things, is that really the end of us? Is that your way of telling me it really is over?
I don't believe its true. Because I know you love me still. I don't believe its true. Because I know you know that we're forever. Remember 110611?
Remember "amont", "makmok" & all?
Remember how we wanted so badly to have a baby?
Remember how crushed we were when Jr didn't make it?
Don't tell me they meant nothing to you. Don't. Because I know you're not that heartless. I know that inside there, there's still that sweet little boy. That little boy who likes to be pampered, who likes to tease me non stop, who likes to make me smile just by taking off his fake teeth. I know he is somewhere in there.
And I'm gonna wait for him till the end of times.
I'll show you how much I mean it all.
I'll show you how strong our love is.
I'll show it to you. Even if that is the last thing I do.
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