the moment this girl cry, i already knew wats happening..
but i choose not too see..
when this girl was mess up, thrown by what ive done..
i didnt move an inch..
shouts and trembling noises around her ears in our decision..
i just wish that im gone..
if only things were right and the world accept our world..
would this happen?
but if that happen? will our friendship will be like this?
strong and holding on?
in this world strong survive, and yet we didnt survive,
is it simply means we are weak?
in the end im stuck in here and ur moving with an accelerated speed..
i looking at and yet ur back is the thing ive always see..
tommorow