Is it fear or horrific imagination?
Is it wrong to want to believe?
To believe that things can be good?
But, I can't.
Cuz, when everything seems to look bright again,
God slaps you in the face to remind you that
it isn't.
Liz
A lil something done by a friend.
To me, it's Lovely
It reminds me of something.
My past, and things happen in these few years.
I cant believe I'm actually 21,
I cant believe I've change my lifestyle for months now.
I cant believe my dad and mom is actually, getting older and older, day by day.
I cant believe someone who was used to be so close to me, had become a stranger to me.
Memories flying back.
I realize, I used to choose to delete things that I doesn't want to remember of. But these memories wasn't delete of as what I thought, it just hiding somewhere in a safe box inside my brain, where it wont appear automatically if I did not open the safe box.
I realize, time flies.
And I miss you.


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