though actions speak louder than words,

50 decades ain't good enough for us. We can never get along well cos I ain't those little girls you are looking for. I got my temper, and I got my definition of things. Unlike them who could not resist you becos of your sweet nothings. You are nothing good but only your honey coated mouth.


But that's the reason why I fell in love with you. When conflicts happened, i just want you to ease me with your sugar words. Yet, you let your temper took over you. Girls like to be coax when unhappy issues are bothering them. But you chose to handle it in a tougher way. You ain't like this when I first knew you..


Never once you would screwed me up this way..


This long run tires me, I want to give it all up..