Half Decade
Sunday, July 26, 2009
already.
I still could not tell if you are the one, or if this is ought to last.
Things seemed to be perfectly ordinary lately. Such peaceful.
Shouldn't that always the case before the storm strike?
We have been through too much heaven, and too much hell. I think I know what's going to happen pretty well.
A long ride.
A long rocky ride.
A long rocky yet humdrum ride.
I am so fucking desperately wanted to fall in love deeply again.
Please do me a favour.