Must admit, even aft 3 years, i tot you of my world.

That has to change, this is my world this is my now, ive gotta start living it.

These memories are mine afterall,

i have every single right to forget or treasure them.

Pain heal with time, memories disappear little by little.

Gotta start making new memories or else i'll be out of them

to keep me company in my lonely days.

All these anger, frustrations,

i have thrown it to the wall, nw they've bounce back.

Not like i wish to feel all this, god take them away.

Not like i wish to write all this down.

THIS IS SO NOT ME.

It'll be good if people could read other people's mind. Then they know what the other party is thinking and just keep their lips shut for that moment. Everyone ought to be a mind-reader, so we dont have to go through the trouble of explaining ourselves.