I'm just another human being and hence like everyone else, I have my own dislikes and times when I get really annoyed. I'm either quiet or noisy, depending on the group of people I'm with. I believe I can hide my emotions pretty well so I guess I'm harder to understand. Apart from all these, I guess I'm okay. I'm just a typical girl who got her heartbroken.
No longer do I have to courage to face you. No longer do I have the guts to look you into the eyes. No longer do I have the ability to smile at you. No longer do I have the rights to even be someone you should care for. I'm worthless and now it's meaningless. I'm just sad. Reasons are unclear and they seem so misty, neither of us knows what lies ahead of us. Yes, sometimes I do wish you to be sad because then it would deem fair to me because I'm the only one here now, longing for the past. But I can't do that and wish you bad just to fit into this drama that I've created for myself. The drama where only I and myself will see it. And this is really draining my energy away, draining my smile and laughter away. I'm too tired, to hold on but too in love, to let go. Those dead memories of ours, I still remember them. Perhaps, one day I'll join them and in those dreams, you'll be mine. But what nonsense is this, perhaps, maybe, I don't know. One day. Soon. Till then, I'm waiting.