I am so stressed about everything. Call me over-thinking, maybe i really do.
And these hard times make me thinking about the past, how nice things could've been, how much i missed it and of course them, yes, i miss them with every single piece of my heart.
Hv you ever feel those feeling when you miss someone so damn much till it hurts? and all you wanna do just run into that person and hug him or her?
I mean like, they used to be my home, i used to face the 'i know i'm going to do something that i don't like but that's all fine, am gonna do it with them anyway' times and now its all gone, hard times feels even harder.
screw that line 'nothing can separate us.' The fact is distance just did.
Not the real 'distance', the fact is we're all still in the same place, we're all still breath with the same air, but we just can't do whatever we like,
its sad to think about that we still do the same thing in the morning as we always do in the past, talk about how not ready you are to get up in the morning, we shared the same feelings, we're all about to do things that we don't like BUT, separately. We do go to school every morning, in the same time, but, we're all in a different track now, things that you need to face and i need to face now is completely different.
I miss those feeling, the happiness that once i felt when i knew that there's still the next day, a chance to love and being loved by them.
I miss those random talks about the future that we used to talk about, how we're all gonna be when we graduated from higschool and which university you want to take and so on.
I miss those random talks about shitty things like math, physics, and all the subjects.
I miss those time when we shared the same hard times
and of course I miss it, when we're all finally made it in the end♥
You're on your way, and i'm on my way either. But i can't see you anymore like i used to
Some things better be just the way they are, like, please do not ever change.
i hate the fact that everything needs to change. screw that line. i love things just the way it is, even the imperfect ones, i wish i'd never grown up
Monday, August 26, 2013
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