was browsing through someone's blog a while ago. something came to my mind.
was looking through old photos. the same something came to my mind.
everytime i walk pass that thing in the room. the something comes to my mind.
everytime i search the drawers for accessories. the something seems to stand out.
everytime i pay for an item or anything. the something comes to my mind.
sometimes i wonder why did i trust you.
even thought of why i fell for you.
i shouldnt have put my trust on you leaving you to break it.
everything you said or did leaved a mark. whether or not it will disappear?
i dont know.
suddenly things changed.
the distance came after that.
i never seen you
neither heard from you.
reacalling the last time was long time ago
not even a hello.
*walks pass*
dries up the tears and that's it.
it's up to you to think that i'm talking bout you.
yes it's up to you. i dont bloody give a damn.
yes it's up to you. i dont bloody give a damn.
last but not least,
i'm glad i'm leaving.
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