I've been looking for myself, for someone that I used to be. Happy, don't give any fucks of what people think about me, eat a lot, laugh a lot, used to call my love ''sayang'', being call ''sayang'', have someone to talk about anything, have someone that I can be weird with, ah so much. I've lost so many people, they just walk away. I miss my love, I miss my bestfriend, I miss my old family and I miss myself. I admit, i hate my life now. Not with the person I care and love, I miss. There's one day, people asked me, ''how can you moved on from someone you love?'' I just like, the hell since when? Am I.....? Am I look like I have moved on from him, am I....? I feel not. Y'know some part of me still loving him, still caring about him. These feelings are so confusing, really. Can you please come back? Hmm, I guess not. Um, I should do my maths so goonight mean world.