seems like i still look out for her. the smile, the eyes..
seems like shades of darkness couldn't even hid the black light out.
every clue seems so "not to be seen" anymore.
despite all the cruelness that had happened towards me, what fate shall i wait for now?
how could one can possibly be happy when the other side of her say's no?
that every second i spend, seeing her anywhere, whenever.
wouldn't she'd be like..
"ha, you hurt me, now it's my turn"
fuck all the pains.
cause my world would stop to look at me.
to feel sorry for me.
to actually feel lonely.
it will freeze the moment i feel hurt.
and for that, when can i move on when i can't stop feeling sad about the things that demand for the word perfect?
i wont let my world down for some bastards.
