it sucks. feeling like you're a second choice is sucks. i wish everything is going to be alright, but it's not like that. it's getting worst everyday. and i hate it. i am lost. your arms around me felt like home and i'm homesick. why do you do this to me? why do you do this so easily? was it fun for you to watch me fall apart? because everytime my phone ringing, i hope it's you missing me. but it never is. i wish everything was easier. i wish i could stop thinking about you whenever a rock song comes on the radio. i wish i could stop feeling the tears running down whenever i remember how much i miss you. i want you back. you seems so busy with that shit. so, everyone told me to leave. everyone told me to move on. but i can't. why? because i know it's not the end. if so, just wait until the time answer all of my question. time will heal the pain. i'm sure.
