at times, i'm perfectly alright.
but a tear would come out of nowhere suddenly.
i know i'm not supposed to miss you.
i know all these entertainment could distract me.
but i cant help but remember.
I would ask myself, does those entertainment work?
they do, but for that temporary moment.
every text sent by you, feels so fresh. like it was yesterday.
like everything was still that happy and sweet.
but you're gone, WE are gone.
what's left are memories, for me to think of.
i can't walk out of this yet, but I will.
i'll be alright again. no longer docile.
