My love, when I vent out my anger on you because you’re the one who pull this joke on me.  You’re forgiven but can you don’t do this anymore!  I don’t like this kind of joke, it makes us fight all the time when you does it. 

When you hurt me...   When you punk me with the person I hate, I am like a ticking bomb that might explode on you. Don’t say her name any more.  I hate her guts.  When you help her punk me, I feel very hurt.  That’s my bottom line that step on also never mention her name again when I am with you.

Why do you do that again?  How many times I have told you to not mention her name or their names!  I am very upset with you.

I’m telling goodbye to you over the phone and we’re over but I still love you.  I’m hearing your crying voice through the phone, my heart aches in pain.  

What are we are going to do?  I’m so disappoint at you and it’s so sad it have comes to this!  I think it is the best to have cool down period for us.  

You ask me if I hate you.  The truth is yes, I hated you.  But now I don’t hate you. We need to think this through what and how we want our life to continue...  in 2 weeks we can talk about it.

In these 2 weeks, every night I couldn't sleep because I have try so hard to solve this problem that have been going between us.  The only solution for us to be together again is that you stop being stubborn and don’t say their names to me.  Also stop trying to change the relationship you think I have with them, because it won’t work.  

If you agree then it’s good.  If not, then we just go our separate ways and I will never cross your path no more.  You will lose me forever.  We just be strangers forever!  

What will you choose?  Will we be together until the end?

 Waking up in the middle of the night, crying on my face cover with my hands...

Crying quietly...

I can’t stand it anymore!

I can’t stand you...

Your yell, your crazyness, your everything...   I can’t take it anymore...

I could go crazy just staying in the same room with you...

Any minute longer, I would rather die!

Really?  What the outsiders would you say?  

They don’t know how I feel to be me every second being in that room with you...

Hurt...

Scatted into pieces... my heart...

My soul and hope are gone now.

My love is gone far away and never coming back.

Every time I think a outing loving someone, I mean even to date someone...

I would think of you... how you hurt me!

Do you how naive of me I was?

I was young and stupid to believe you...

Lies... all of you lies...