Why? why cant I get my mind of him.. I knew clearly that he would forgotten me already. It just that I couldn't control my heart. From the beggining, that is what the distraction I'm trying to avoid.
I cant say I din't had fun but somehow I felt depress. It's fun living here, I wish I could live here. Taste how issit like for him. It felt soo nice, to beable to felt that he's here. That be close to him. Eventhough I went shopping, I still wish I could just see him. Then I could just turn back with my face with tears and walk away. I just want him to be happy. I just want to tell him how much I loved him. That loving is soo pain that its a scar for me, a painful one.