sonnet 18 : misearable

it's 2 in the morning when i saw our picture,
youre not around but still i can feel ya',
i remember what we've planned for the future,
it's just another reason why i love ya'.

but life was not that simple and easy,
the more we love ,the more challenging it will be,
how come people try to make me confused and dizzy,
make me believe that ure not the one for me.

i try to fight with this bizzare feeling,
wishing and hoping that there is a way out,
im suffered and honey, im not lying
i wanna shout, but i cant let it out.

please come here and save me,
from all the kiosk that will take me.

p/s - i wrote this poem to someone that i cared too much.