Please don’t asked about it if you don’t understand what I said
I am twenty years old girl. Cute enough, sweet enough, smart enough, naughty enough
And you fell in love to me
Until you know me better
Until you fell that I was not like you were thinking before
Until you know my less
Until you bored with my less
Until you think that I am not good enough for you
You blame me
You think I am jerk--Who is the real jerk???
Then you blame me (again)
Until I fell that there is wrong with me
Until I blame my self
Until there is no space for me to lift my head and my confidence
Then you try to explain as slowly as you try that you had done a big Mistake to fell in love with a girl that not same as you imagine that not seems what you like at the first time you knew her
You forget every single nice word that you have delivered to me
What a poor girl
And I do not have to say anything because I will busy to check my soul
And my brain and my heart
Are they complete??
Are they okay??
Are they broke?
Do I have to fix them?
Or do I can fix them??
And I will remember one sentence of a Bollywood movie “all is well”!
All is well...all is well...All is well...
I repeated!
