Your call don’t excite me anymore,

Everytime you call me to broke my heart,

This is not the love you promised me from the beginning,

I always feel ashamed to call you my love,

you has changed,

you are no longer that person who used to cherish me.

Even if we could go ahead together,

I don’t think we would stays together until our hairs changed to grey,

There’s no need to force love,

Because love comes natural,

Loves come from within our heart,

Money cannot buy love,

If it was love , you wouldn’t be hurting me,

Now the whole body of me covered by scars,

I even fear to go out,

You have ruined my beautiful image,

When I stood in front of the mirror,

I see the changes in my face,

How am I going to face the world with somuch scars in my face huh?

Do we call this love?