I Can’t.

you always reply late, making me feel like this anymore isn't fate, you always end our streak — and it's starting to make me feel weak — not talking to you makes me want to just get crushed by a brick. you reply, then disappear, I'll wait more hours just for you to reappear, and like smoke — you again disappear. and after you come back, I'll still say it's fine, even though I just wanna cry in front of you and let my emotions align I wonder how you can even do all this to me? it's really obvious that I'm not fine, how can you act like this — all blind. I want to do it to you, so that you'll feel how I do, but I know that doing it will hurt me more, than how much you've hurt me. I want to also reply late, but I can't. I also want to just do all I want pretending you're not even here, but I can't. I want to do everything that you do to me, everything that you don't know that hurts me, but I really just can't. you do all these to me, but why do I keep acting like it's okay to me? I won't do all these back to you, but I just want you to know that sometimes... a man gets hurt too.