"I know your pain. Do you know my pain?"

-Masochist

Under the blanket I saw your pain. Under the prevailing winds I heard your mourn. Underneath my jacket you listened to my heart. I thank you for making me feel this pain.

"Be like me. Be a masochist"

A word I never heard before. To be a masochist is to be with you.

To be a masochist is to make your happiness be with you. The happiness that will never be me...

"I'm a masochist baby. You'll never know my pain"

Let me carry them for you. It hurts me to see you hurting.

But you said: "No. I'm a masochist. I can manage"

Oh, really? You already passed your burden to me right when you make me felt your pain. Stop yelling right into my face that you are a fucking masochist. The pain under the blanket as the winds whisper the sound of hell. Did you ever tried to understand the voices underneath my jacket?

I know your pain because

Because..........

Because---------

Beca-

"Beca or Bela?" just a glitch. Sorry.

Do you know my pain?

Of course not! You only seek for your own attention that gives no gratification for all your woes and griefs.

'Be happy' I told you

Knowing your pain is not only by listening the heart but by understanding its language.

My heart said: "It's not you. I am the masochist"

"What's wrong with your heartbeat? It's beating rapidly"

"I can't breathe..."