i miss how a simple text could make my day.
i miss how just a day spent together could make me happy for the rest of the week.
i miss how i was so easily satisfied and contented.
i miss being the one suffering...
things changed when i had it all. i took advantage, i misbehaved.
mum said it's never too late to admit my mistake but i guess i've messed everything up till a point that it's beyond repair.
nothing is impossible? says who? a lifetime of happiness is... impossible...
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