hate this fucking life

2 am in the morning and i’m still awake..

it’s been a week since i started being like this..

i don’t know what’s going on to me..

still thinking about something..

a lot of questions in my mind..

trying to solve the problem..

trying to convince myself to all my lies..

until when i’m going to keep this?

why did i do that?

why i can’t forget you..??

how did you fill all the empty space in me..??

why do i have to see in my dreams??

why is it so hard for me to forget about you??

i remember the first time i saw her..i was so curious that time because she looks like a japanese..i’m observing her until a little vendor girl came to her..she turned her head from left to right to look for someone who can ask for..hahahaha..i will never forget that time..i have no idea that we’re going to fall to each other that fast..aaaa..but it doesn’t matter..the important is we love each other..iloveyou charmant..your the most important person in my life..