Isn't it strange, that it's always the truth that seems the most suspicious.

Crying

Now I know why I wasn't able to cry that time.

Because crying was me plus tears,

but that thing.... that was me minus something.

The reason for my happiness and my sadness is the same.

Isn't that what you meant?

When you say that you have no reason to be happy,

and that everytime you are happy you get sad again.

I understand that.

 

Stay

I told myself no matter how hard you pushed me away, I'd stay.
But is this right?

I don't know.

I just want to stay, 

until the day when I have no energy to stay anymore.