Insecure.

Because I know you won't read it, I can write my heart out here.

I saw something that I wish I didn't. I don't know how to react to it, I don't know how the hell I manage to get through today.

I'm sorry, but those texts makes me feel insecure.

For that 2hours that you were sleeping, I was crying. I bet you didn't know.

I asked myself, why must I do this to myself? I can just change and walk out of the house. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. How many times have I cry over you? How much more is it coming?

&when you tried to pat me to sleep, I cry even harder. I tried so hard to cover up, I tried so hard to hide those sound. I don't even know how to confront.

Times like this makes me realise how important you are in my life.

You know, I'm just afraid she would destroy us.

I wonder how many more of this are coming in. Because, soon enough I won't be so nice any more. Soon enough, I will just blurt out every single thing that I'm keeping.

Soon enough, I might just walk away.