17, SPM an he found himself in writing everytime the papers and the pens meet |
yellow Saturday 11 April 2015 | 0 Comments all I hear is raindrop , falling on the rooftop and it fits me well to write upon this I think , it's a right time , for me , to distance myself from you . I have tried , We have tried several times but we end up fighting over silly things . It was my fault sometimes , so do you . how to make you look into me even its a second and realize that , im crying over here , i thought you was grey i just notice it yesterday i thought you are gonna stay but you end up away |