My feeling stop at a pinpoint, from the day I met you and witnessed your dissapointment. Then I fall in love.
Enamoured. I mean myself to you . I trying to understand your word and your deep inside, though, you never open the heart and mind.
Question rise:”what is your deep frustration about? ” and “Can it solved with love?” Answer should not be yes or not, it should further interpret with solution.
Next question: “Who will provide the solution? what is the solution?”
Potential answer:” A flight ticket to run away?” “Yes. It is”…ah..nearly forget .. “Yes, It was.”
Every frustration behind your smile, blink, reticent, I want know, even if I have tried very hard to suppress my curiousity.