Dilemma

I miss you and at the same time, i hate you.

I wait for the phone to ring,

but i deleted your name from the list.

I peek to the chat room, wishing so much that you'll come up and say hi.

But i blocked you.

Pretty butterflies inside my stomach, are lurking, i catched them and caged them inside the jar,

but none of the jar were strong enough to hold them,

They were broken, shattered into pieces with a crystallic-sound, i found them so beautiful.

Broken tune.

I am longing for you.

Waiting in vain, respectively.

When your love turns life into an impossible tale.

I took my part as a damsel in distress, waiting for the prince to come up and save me.

but maybe this time i have enough.

So i put on my black cloak.

Witch needs to be bitchier, this..

i can do.