If you just come for a moment .. go away ..
I do not want it
Because I'm tired
Waiting and then abandoned
Sorry .. I'm no longer the dock you always go to just to lean on
No longer the umbrella you need when it rains
I do not want to write a fictitious story anymore
Because now my fingers are getting tired ..
Even the ink was reluctant to incise the word that I wrap ..
Keep this paper white
Enough already you tell a beautiful story for me to write
Because .. as beautiful as any story .. you will still remove it
Until that left is just a sad story ..