Yes, nothing can change it. And it wounds.

Sometimes I lie awake at night, thinking, "where have i gone wrong?".

Then a voice says to me, "this is gonna take more than one night."

At first, i decided that the truth is probably the best, though it hurts alot, but it's just temporary. Once the step was taken, things change. I was surprised at the reaction. Im sorry, but this time im gonna lie, for the sake of seeing you bleed. What hurt the most for me, was giving you a temporary treatment, and make it worst when treatment fades away. In the end its just making the blood drip, turns into blood flow. I understand the thorns you threw at me wasn't your intention. I hope you'll stop firing at me when it backfires at yourself. Because the pain of trying to hurt somebody is even painful than being hurt. Now the truth is locked in the locker, dark room as to say, never to see the daylight. It'll vanish bit by bit.

When I stand close to someone, I wanted so much to tell someone, someone smelt so nice. It's like a specially made fragrant to seduce me. But, reluctantly i stepped back. The longer i persist, the harder it was for me to leave someone. I am happy enough for today. Hee

"You'll be my inspiration!" I thought to myself.