innocent?

I’m sorry,

I’m not as innocent as you thought I am.

No one knows me except myself.

I’m not an easy person,

On the surface is a veil of pure whiteness,

Deep beneath me is a pool of blackness.

But of course,

I’m much whiter than black.

It’s not your fault,

For having doubt on me.

I just understand it too well,

Because I’ve had the same experience before.

As I told you,

I’m a very sensitive person.

A lie or a truth,

Usually I analyze it right…usually.

When I pay my attention on you,

I read your face, your expression, your movement…

And I can almost sense your feeling by that time.

Just like yesterday,

You were sort of a poor actor (I’m sorry but no offense)….

You don’t know my past,

An unforgivable past caused by a simple mistake,

And I wish you’ll never know.

The ‘girl’ you like isn’t her original self,

More accurately,

She’s no longer the one in the past.

Once she was too active, too talkative, too proud, too emotional & aggressive;

But now she changed a lot.

Living in the past isn’t the way I live,

I’m just looking forward to the future.

I reread your messages,

And I compared them.

That raised a number of question marks in my head,

In one way you told me how you felt,

In the other way you told me about your doubts.

I’m blurred and confused,

And this presented me my first time,

For keeping my mind racing for every single moment,

That affected my rest, concentration and appetite.

Anyway,

I cover the blackness completely.

It’ll never show.

Although I’m not the innocent type,

I’m still a true and sincere and trustworthy friend,

The one you used to know.

My honesty in this post reveals and proves everything,

And it took me a great courage to send you my link.

Hence,

I think it’s time for you to reconsider your decision,

Whether you’ve chosen a correct person.

Don’t serve any passion or pity,

I don’t want to see you regret for the rest of your life.

The choice is all yours,

And I’m waiting for your reply…