It's not you

I know I'm losing you.

But I don't really care.

I like you a bit, but just a little bit. And I just think I'll give us a chance, to know more about each other.

But maybe it's enough. If you can't accept this part of me, we don't need to try anymore.

My personality is crazier than my expression. So much.

You never ever know me. And you will never know me. Never see me.

There's someone who is waiting for me, at the end of the road. And now I know, it's not you.