My Boy
Screaming in the pouring rain.
"Does my story have to be this painful?
"Raisa, are you okay?"
Raisa's body was embraced in the warm embrace of a man in a leather jacket. With puffy eyes he looked up, watching the face of the shady man who had been ignored.
"I can't see you sick. I always tell you, you only deserve to be with me the one who will make you happy, not the Playboy!"
Loving alone is painful, I know you've been sick all this time, Tha, but I'm sorry I don't want to hurt you. I love being loved by someone like you but my heart is only for him, even though I'm the only one who loves him.'