dear diary, » kang daniel

2:05AM, 24082015

dear diary,

i can't sleep.

his touch is still
lingering on my skin.

my bedsheets
smelt like him.

i could still remember,
his mouth's mumbling
names that's not mine,
names of girls that's
prettier than me.
and probably
better in bed
than me.

i couldnt take it
anymore, i finally
told him off. but he
coolly accepted it and
turned his back on me
and walked out of my
bedroom with me
sobbing my hearts out.

it was really easy for you
to walk away from me.

how i wished i could
do the same, huh?