At seventeen, the smallest things becomes the biggest crisis.
Today, I miss you.
I think about all the things we did together.
Wondering what happen to us.
What went wrong with me ?
They say "Absence makes the heart grow fonder".
And till today, I'm holding on to you.
Passion kills us.
Bt you've changed your direction.
Nevertheless, you're still the one.
Break away, realise who you are.
xoxo.
♥ Sayonara.
4:03 PM