@ 9:22 PM
I look at my phone.I don't know why.
I have the urge to pick it up and start messaging you.
Should i or should i not.
I've got so many things that i wanna tell you.
I've got so many things that i need you to tell me that it is alright.
I've got so many questions to ask you too.
You tell me how.
Should i or should i not.
Haiz.
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I've knock on many doors.
Trying to open them up to me.
But no matter how hard i try.
They can't seem to open.
Even if they do.
They merely open a little to peak out their heads.
To know what i want.
And that is all.
I can't intrude in any much further.
How i wish that i have all the keys to all the doors.
So that i can just go in anytime i want.
To know them better.
And able to choose to go how far i want.
And not the other way round.