Hurt..

it is hard to breath in,
when thinking about you,
all I need is time,
to forget about you.
is it real?
or is it fake?
the feeling of being in love
it is hurt,
like a flower is being rotten,
day by day,
it will withered.
the cold appearence,
the sudden smile,
what is truth
in your heart
it is hurt
when it's appeared
every day
torturing man's heart