All our lives, we search for someone who make us complete.
We choose and we change partners.
We dance to the song of hearbreak, and hope all the while,
wondering somewhere, somehow there is someone searching for us.
Dear you,
I think sometimes it's good not to think about it.
Praise me please? For being so sensible now.
Disappointment comes one after another,
how to smile happily when people (him) you thought so
good about turns out to be someone so shallow and visual?
Dear you, I have lost all faith. ):
I'm used to working now, lesser sleep is fine.
Beats going home and can't even fall asleep.
I'm going to achieve something this year.
I really really will. And I will try really really hard.
Dear you, I'm sure you'll be proud of me. (:
