dear angel,

i'm tired.

not tired as in sleepy.

tired as in wanting to disappear, when it feels like the pain is never going to end.

the bone-crushing atmosphere i deal with everyday, is only making me tired of living.

because you won't stay by my side.

i'm longing for the day, you'll promise me you'll stay, and not go running off to another guys arms.

it's a burden for me.

does that day exist?

or are my hopes to high?

sincerely,

tae kwang