I didn't respond to him.
he just stays like that.
I heard " chubby, why are you not talking? "
I didn't respond to him at all. I just tried to move away from his grip. I want to scold him more. My heart says he still loves you but my mind says he is trying to fool you again. which I have to believe.
Finally, he took his hand off from the neck and sat on the next chair of mine.
" chubby"
I didn't respond to him.
" my ice cream baby "
I still didn't take a look at him.
" my chocolate baby"
I acted as I was invisible.
" my lovely baby, talk with me. "
Still, I acted as if I was deaf.
" I know you still miss me. "
I turned my face away.
a drop of water fell on my hand. I looked at my hand. I slowly touched my cheek. why I had to cry for that bastard. WHY? I immediately wiped.
" In the morning, you know it was me. why didn't you see me? uhh. I was so sad. "
why I believed him. why I gave my heart to him.
He took me from the chair.
