Few years ago, I was both studying and falls in love. But then a year later, due to my unsatisfactory examination result, I drop out from the college which also took down my romance life. Not in my very life that I feel the feelings of loosing something that are more than precious. Its like what most people said; loosing the grip of something that you put in your hearts and between your finger.
At night I cry and at day I become soo sober, I ate lunch during breakfast and dinner during lunch and breakfast during dinner. I lay on my bed for the rest of my day as I losses every hope of living and just stare at the stationary dirty ceiling fan until I close my eyes and fell asleep while my cheeks are still wet. It was the most fuck up life that I endured for years.
I can’t forget you nor try to forget you. Removing you from me is like I have to cut every limbs that I have, burn and bury it but took picture of it first and stapled the picture on your head so that every time you wake up in the morning, that is the first thing that you see. How a precious thing that you take away in the first place are now a painful sight to see.
Don’t forgive me. I’m the one who are actually running away. Running away from reality. Running away because it was a one side love.