People always complaining they are lonely without someone, i mean someone special that could ignite their days with goodmorning & goodnights texts. Well i guess words make us blind isn't it. Or perhaps words made me blind. It has been one year since that day. I still feel that night feeling when everything just turned around drastically & i was drowning in the sea of sadness, in the sea of depression. I'm still in, but day by day, i get used to it. "You made me the happiest girl i've ever been and now the saddest girl i'll be.'' Sigh, what a long sigh. Human full with sweet words of lies. I'm sorry if you are human, because i'm not a human. Anymore. I'm tired of being dumped, i'm tired of being lied, i'm tired of being the one who always there but at the end they will lurk, or even walk away. I'm not complaining, but i'm blaming myself for being like that. I'm so happy but so lonely. You'll never understand me, because i can never understand myself.
