When I'm hanging out by the room inside my house,
I convince myself that I don't need another.

For a minute, it gets easier to pretend that I'm just a loser.
But for another minute, it gets harder to forget that you and i are distant lover.

A black pencil lead have drawn a thoughtful apologetic drawing, hoping that my expectation and reality would align.
I slept late . I couldn't sleep. A friend was there, to comfort me and repel all those dreadful and pathetic thoughts of mine.

I woke up the next morning and I can't think of anything to dream about.
Oh darling, don't worry. I'll be fine, I'll be here and I shall not drop out.

November 26, 2012

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