I cut my hair, after more than 6 months.
This year, I cut my hair before you went official with her.
And now, I cut my hair again, after you ended it with her.
My life is still revolving around you, weirdly.
Normally, if I were some normal kind of person, I should have darn gotten over you earlier on.
I hate to question whether this is true.
Cause I will kill myself if the answer is "No".
Nothing much basically, just that maybe my mood is slightly off today.
Why should I let your remark spoil my day anyway?
Sometimes it just feels like you don't really give a fuck anyway.
God damn it.
Shikes.
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