Out of reach

Still wondering about everything that we've been through,is it me with my imagination?Or is it real?Do you also feel the same?Maybe you just gonna thinking that I'm so delirious about you.But I can tell that's not only me who feel this weird shit. The truth is hiding in your eyes and it's hanging on your tongue,just boiling in my blood. But you think that I can't see,what kind of man that you are? If you're a man at all,I'll figure this one out on my own. I can feel your decode which is too much, uncountable you know! So,why'd you never tell me the truth?Should I go or waiting you to catch me? But maybe someday,I'll reach the time when it doesn't feel the same,when I'm already bored with your fucking game. I hate to pretend that there's nothing when we're near,when there's you and me and my heart is racing uncontrollably. I hate when you're just call my name and passed by and all I can see is just your arms,your arms that I wish I can lean on someday. I hate,I hate every single stupid things I spend obsessing over you,but it's really makes me sick cause every time I try to walk away,this feeling getting deeper and deeper. Or,is it because we're different so you just gonna hide your feeling? If that's true,I think you're so naive and coward. So just go on and just hide that feeling for yourself,till the day I can get over you and make this really clear. Eventually. :)