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I'm bawling my eyes out again. Ha-ha-ha, what a shame. Plans really don't happen according to plan. Ironic, too ironic.
"What a nice mind set you have! Couldn't you just plan a hundred percent " will a happen plan"?! Couldn't you just-", I said shouting it, then again it's my fault.
I take out a piece of paper and a pencil. Think about it, I always use pencil. Maybe that's why I couldn't stop making mistakes.
" Just like a pencil, it runs out of eraser. As well as human, we can't always make mistake. Do a change, keep your head high!"
If I keep it this way, if I couldn't stop myself by anyway. I know it's not a mistake! It's just that...this is too much for my mind. I'm too young for heartbreaks, for broken glasses. A story can't help me!
I'm just missing him, while he doesn't. It's because of me. Seventeen minutes have passed. It's New Year. A great time to greet you-in prayer.
From the other end, of something between us. Like a thin line-life.
Maybe, I'll write something. To keep you from changing your position in my life. To keep you from becoming something that I can't and never will have.