"Why did you cry?" he asked, without hesitation I answered "Nothing" and ran over to his arms.
Being very sweet of him, never dig for the answers why but comfort me with hug and love.
I feel him once again after all.
I asked myself "why did I cry?" I couldn't seek the answer.
Maybe I'm just little too weak for anything.
Maybe I'm just little too tired of everything.
Maybe I just need his comfort and love.
I wish this isn't love, so I could make excuse out of it. I wish this isn't what it drives through to the pain I used to be. I wish I'm just being childish and ignorance and things will be back to normal again soon.
Don't ask me why. Bear with me, would you?