For a girl so sensitive as I am, his love and care is far away from enough.
When I get home, again faced with dark room, so quietly, as if nothing has happened.
Yes I am self-centered, yet he is also selfish.
And what is more awful is that he is too selfish to know his selfish.
He even does not bother to think about me, what I may be worrying about.
I am sure he is not that stupid to failed to finger out my thoughts.
The fact is, “ I have no idea” has become a very good excuse to exempt him from abusement.
I feel so lonely, and this feeling is so strong, so familiar.
I find nowhere to go, so I came here again.
I gonna find a way out.
