but you stare back like as if you are looking at a boring stranger.
I asked you which recent movie is refreshing,
In exchange, I get a series of silence as if my jokes are on longer interesting.
I asked you whether you would kiss me when I am drunk,
but you touch the corner of my lips like a stranger.
I asked you whether your eyes looks like you lost your spirit because you are too tired from your work,
but then I felt that your were trying to hide your shaking heart from me.
The more we kiss the more it hurts,
because there really isn’t any more point in asking.
I know that a true kiss will feel more real.
The more we kiss, the more it hurts.
I guess I am mean for still being stupid.
I know that our love is no longer as deep as before,
but why I still asked about our distance.
I see that you are sitting far away from me,
so I asked whether you could sit closer,
but you felt that it is a stupid question.
I asked you whether you think about what kind of lover we are,
but in exchange I get a series of silence
As if you felt that a long time ago I am no longer attractive.
I asked you that night when you see me why your hair was wet,
but your face seems to tell me that I asked the wrong question like an idiot.
I asked you about the rumour between you and him,
but you snicker like you were secretly excited.
The more we kiss the more it hurts,
because there really isn’t any more point in asking.
I know that a true kiss will feel more real.
The more we kiss, the more it hurts.
I guess I am mean for still being stupid.
I know that our love is no longer as deep as before,
but why do I still try to approach you time after time?
Source
http://scasongaday.blogspot.ca/2012/07/30th-jul-2012-william-so.html
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