if i died tomorrow,
will you come back from where you are now?
if i only have a week left in my life,
can i have that week with you?
if i told you how i feel at that time,
would things be different for us now?
everytime people talk to me about you,
xin tong. 2 more weeks, half a year since you're gone.
2 more weeks, 4 months since you didn't contact me.
2 more weeks...
i shall never trust my heart again.
it always brings me into deep shit.fuck it. fuck everything. fuck all the heartaches. you'll never be replaced.
♥ 11:52 AM