i suddenly felt
how i ran while he hides.
how i crawl while he ran.
how i scream while he walks away.
how i'd done all these things
while his back is turned on me.
i don't know if he hates me.
neither do i know if he loves me.
i know nothing then.
clueless of what he's keeping inside.
i mean until now,
i know nothing of what he felt towards me then.
i would like to know.
but it's not for hope.
whether my efforts were somehow seen,
my screams heard,
my everything, everything appreaciated...
i hope so.
no! i'm not hoping.
i'm just curious.