Dear you,
The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad.
You know, when the sad tries to bite its lips, and not cry and smile and go.
That’s when it’s really sad.
Do you ever notice?
that I always do the those things,
biting my lips, trying not to cry,
looking at the sky just to hold the tears.
Maybe you thought I always fine
Maybe you thought I’ve moved on
But I told you now,
If you never notice it,
It is all fake.
I would never be alright.
I would never be fine,
Since all I could do is just hiding
all the saddest thing that comes
from you.
It's Written for You 