you want me to go,
where i can be a better version,
on a light side,
with pure heart.
but you sell yours, as return.
not to me, people neither.
but to yourself.
i didn't know what i've said,
but all i thought,
its love's not perfect,
but i'm sure it still pure.
still true.
for you.
you tend to hurt yourself, rather than to hurt by anyone.
still no idea how to fix this, but it seems that it will gone away, slowly.
but thats ok, if you're ok.
i'm going to be better.
as person. as Yours.
in your pray, in your day.
21.1.2024