I'm really scared to taste happiness, and then to see it disappear, as soon as it appeared.

It feels like a thousand of exclamation point in my heart..



and one, one big question mark..
Constantly,
Constantly,
Constantly,


In my  mind.



Can you imagine someone who figures out why you're so guarded?

Can you imagine finding someone..
who stays??

No matter what you put them through
They always remain in the front porch
waiting for you..


The line never goes out.
Your outline always remain in the bedsheet.


They never fill your draw in their wardrobe..
They become a part of you..


and you become a part of them..


so much so that they were to ever go missing..
it would feel like you went missing too.