Us

You can't turn your head to my face. You cannot look me in the eyes. How long has it been? I want to hug you but I cannot tell, If you are putting on an act of if you really mean well. At this point, will I ever be able to believe in you? The real question is if I will ever be able to believe in us. Now I'm feeling like there never was such thing as "us". Just "me" thinking "you" felt the same... If only I had the nerve to risk my pride and ask you. If I could have the guts to tell you everything. Why don't I have this courage anymore? Well, after painful rejection, heartbreak, and being ignored, I have grown cynical of even thinking of you.