You hurt me. You scrape my skin like it don't matter. You make me look horrible because it'll leave a scar on me. Why? I tried so hard. Too hard, it seems. I love you, you know i love you so much. Im smitten with you, i have fallen hard for you. The way you hug me, its incomparable. I've never felt such at ease. I have great, beautiful time whenever i'm with you, or just by your side even. Though throughout, you never spoke, i understood you. I understand so much of you. Your waves, your swings. When you were raging, when you're calm. I enjoyed being there with you. You left me a wound. I wish i can shout to you, are you happy now? Did you know that when you wounded me, i couldn't even cry. It didnt hurt cos i was shocked. At how you have the heart to hurt me. I felt my skin tore apart from your icy sharp actions. The sharp pain, almost visible. The fresh wound, first it was all white and it panicked me, cos Love, i have never been this way. Then came the after shock. Then comes the blood. Dripping, dripping, drip. But i couldn't care less, i couldn't even wipe my own blood. Cos you were supposed to wipe away my blood, my fears, my tears. But you didn't. And do you want to know whats the best thing about this? I can't hurt you back. Cos you've got many others. You'll distant yourself away from me. You make me miss you so bad, so in the end, its me who's hurting again. I can't believe you hurt me.

Wild wild wet really should replace their amazingly rough tiles. Me and bro tried deep diving and damn, costs me a wound on my left knuckle and grazes on bro's chest. I love the pool. I love swimming. I love its gigantic waves. I love how the waves engulf me in a hug. I love how the waters carry my weight. I love how the waters kiss my back. I love how the waters caress my hair. But i hate it for giving me a wound. Not pretty yaknow. But nevermind lah, wounds can heal so i still love the waters. Don't worry. Hehe.

No really, i am talking bout the pool. No hidden message or something.

Yours.