Your BB Toy?
i really wonder WHY!! why you like to treat me like this... you just wanna control me for everything...
you come when you wanna come,
you leave when you wanna leave,
you ignore when you wanna ignore,
you do whatever you want without thinking for me!!
i know it's all my fault
AGAIN... my fault for being hoping something from you
AGAIN...
knew that you wouldnt keep your promise towards me although you PROMISED... but i still stupidly hoping that you MIGHT not lie to me this time... i was eagerly hoping to see you...
but you just ignored me, my everything... ignored my call, ignored my sms... you didnt appear...
why you wanna treat me like your toy? cant you just throw me away if you dont like this toy? cant you just choose a proper way to treat me? ignore me or not...? if you wanna ignore, just totally ignore!! dont come back after i am happy with the life without you... stop recycling my life...
you come, you go, you come back again, you leave again, you come back again, you leave again... do i sound like a hotel more than a toy? please...
Again...
another meeting up...
you told me that you wanted to see me... and i guess i missed you too... and finally you came, you were standing right in front of me... and i had to pretend that i had no feeling...
i tried to be as COOL as possible, but towards you... i hardly can say NO to you...
i wanted to say NO when you wanted to smoke in my room...
i wanted to say NO when you asked me to cook indomie for you...
i wanted to say NO when you asked me to move your car...
i wanted to say NO when you asked me to take your bag from your car...
BUT... i didnt...
i even wanted to say NO when you were to leave...
i didnt as well...
why is it like this...? i thought you no longer important to me... and i really thought that's true!! now, you are not here, but i am now sitting on the chair that you sat this afternoon... and recalling our afternoon... and i am only having your left over Dunhill Lights box with me...
i miss the way you spanked my ass and asked me to do something...
i miss the way you wrestle me when i didnt obey you...
i miss the way you named me BB...
i miss the way you smiled at me...
i miss your Armani Mania smell...
in other words...
I MISS YOU!!!!
which is... absolutely wrong...
i feel that i am just like a thief... knowing that doing something is wrong, but i cant help... i am doing it...
please ask the police to arrest me!!
