Sometimes I wonder am I not that worth for you to even fight for it.
Sometimes I wonder is it so hard to just do something that you don't like, for me.
Sometimes I wonder why won't you do the same like how I did.
Sometimes I wonder what the fuck am I to you.
All I can do is just to put you in my heart, at a corner.
It's not that I don't care anymore, I just can't.
I hate myself for cherishing you n this bloody friendship that much, my dear honey.
I do really hate it.