It bothers me how you easily move on
Like I'm just merely a sand
In your hourglass
A sentence in your biography
But for me
Your a chapter in my biography
And a big pebble in my hour glass
But it's ok for me
I think I've move on ?
Or in the state of moving on ?
I honestly don't know
I can't feel anything at all
But at the back of mind
All our memories
Are being remembered
And missed
It pains to see that I've been replace
It also pains me
That you never remember me
And treat me like a stranger
And what's worse
The I love you
Became who are you ?
Tell me why
why is it like that ?
Honestly I hate me and
I wish I could just go back in time
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The diary of someone never cares
DiversosMEIN DAILY LIFE OF EVERYDAY (My depression state might come)