I remember I was so angry with you and her that I didn't even want to go to your mega birthday celebration last year.
And after like 1 year, so many things have already changed.
The way you smile, the way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you walk, the way you write, the way you look at my eyes.
You think those just go away? I have to try so damn hard to bury them away cause seeing those images in my head kills me.
You think all these can make me stronger?
A part of me died off already, since the day I knew the truth and still plunged into total stupidity.
Happy birthday, ILY.
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