every second matters

thought the eyes were going to pop
luckily the first sight was normal
like usual and
its enough
for me to smile

clutch in

filling the bucket
a bottomless bucket
no brim no end
never this much
stop please..

lost

not found..

i miss you

rainy daysss

cant breathe
hate myself

its not tat i dont believe u
i dont believe in myself

simply waiting for the day
to slap me once again
deep

your reason hits me everyday

be hopeless

used to hesitate on the response
but now
even the 'hey' gets stucked
should i?
im scare..

no hope = no expectations = no disappointment

she's not bad
but i wish she can treat u better

last question

why still breathing?

live & leave with memories

hall is so familiar yet distant

no reason beats yours
should have seen it coming