Being an adult means being lonely sometimes.
i still remember, 'the reason' was playing.
Just another place to stop for a break i guess.
It was strange feeling, like, everything was taken care of.
There was nothing else in the world to worry about.
Comforting, very comforting.
and dangerous, in that moment.
i just wish, i havent wished what i've wished.
and luckily, it didnt came true..
i'll try not to stay behind stangers from now on.
maybe, its just a noslagic thing to do, im happy :D
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