i thought m heart was cold and unloving.
maybe it is.
staring out the window wondering how all this actually happened?
all this done to get what i needed to get in life?
so come to think of it, am i really happy?

two hearts are beating along to the same song.
is this fate? is this meant to be?
or am i just dreaming?

i think the hardest part of it all is not the letting go.
its realising that i couldnt forgive him in time and let him go in peace.
somehow.
i still can't forgive, like something that's stuck there and i can't remove the pain.
and its all getting old.

soryy.
its not meant to be emo. crap.