Friday, August 27

Last time i see you.

they'll make me recall and remember. the grass always look greener on the other side, but the truth is, it's not. it's like when you're eating M&Ms and suddenly you see someone with a kitkat. you start to feel your colorful candies are nothing. it's like that.

i wave. to the precise absence of seconds updates and comfortability of being loved. but it's not hard to say good bye this time. it's just hard to admit that this overwhelming distance will create unconscious distance, unconsciously. i'm leaving for US tonight and i'll draw lines in the sky that are miles apart.

nobody likes saying goodbye. but for now, good bye it is.