guess i'm just living in the past. now forever alone. no one telling me it's okay, i can pull through, no one comforting, no one listening, no one telling. i just fucking wish you are here with me, but i guess things change and looking at you, it's just the past, no longer the present. because in the present, we are just two strangers, just happen to me standing close each other. where are all the memories? where are the times that we are together? it only became memories. and memories only linger in my heart and mind, not the fact, neither the reality, nor the truth.

i always tell myself it happened long ago, you have moved on and i should. yes i tell myself that i'm moving on, i need to. but who in the fucking world says that when its in the past, it can never be brought into the present? i just wish you are here, want you to be here. be it love or just friends, why can't we just talk to each other once again?

i hurt you, and i should just leave. but who can ever walk out of it? getting wasted is just the way im doing now. day by day..

every single things that i'm taught not to do when i grow up, im doing every single of it. just how things work now.