Hurt, how does it feel? It’s like shouting but without words. The heart tore into pieces by you but it still wouldn’t rupture. Who’s the one who made you change? You don’t recall my careness anymore. You have forsaken, leaving the past. I only thought it’s better not to blame you. I thought love is the pity of suffering. Enduring the tiredness of generiosity. Happiness can give me comfort. The tears of ur heartache. Forgiving yours is not right either. I only hope to open your heart not overdemanding a perfect one. I thought love is a pity of suffering. You can make me not to regret. Like this treating u as my darling but when u have taught me how to love u. Too bad, Love is not there anymore. Whatever you do will be a waste.