"My heart burnt to ache," I remember her kept saying that. But I didn't get it. She was smiling and laughing. But her eyes. God, her eyes. I can't stop thinking that something went wrong.
But I knew her. She won't tell.
"I love you." I told her that every day. But I don't know why. I think she didn't believe me.
We kept doing those routines. Woke up, call on the phone, went to bed. And nothing was wrong. Or it was? I wasn't pay attention. Or I did?
"I'm bored." That's the only thing she said. I guessed, that's why.
And since that time, I didn't know her anymore. And I'm in the middle of something else. I didn't know that she wasn't okay. I am scared to ask. I'm scared that I would ruining this.
And we will have the fight again.
But I was wrong. We weren't okay.
And suddenly, bored is the only word that crossed in my mind.
I lost my interest.
This, wasn't fun anymore.
But I love her.
I really do.
I just, can't.