I thought we were dating. Since i kissed you after we both saying goodbye in the end of the block of my homestay.
Crushinh over someone that doesnt wanted to put status or title in your current mood is killing me. Dont you know that?
After i know that affection is another words of love and it sounds better to people like us. I trying to belief that star is not bright anymore and sky is never be black but it just my eyes are to blind to see the truth.
I was walking in the other day, wish that i could bring your hugs and kisses home again as my late night snack after a long tired day.
But what i have is small cup of black coffee and i found its bitter for me to sip again after the weather outside changing from warm to cold as fuck.
I need you as my track to find a way back.
And if you wont put title on it, i dont know if i belong here or not.
After crazy monday and cola lose his soda.
I changed my meals from my table to the trash.
I was pouring the red wine while thinking about how over thinking i am thinking about something that i souldnt over think about and here i am, over thinking about you that i shouldnt over thinked about.
And cut my way again cause i think we were dating cause i kiss you.
In other day, again.
I saw you walking with earphone in. Jesus, too cute to ignored. but wait, im on my own fantasy.
Hey, but lets raise our glasses.
I shouldnt regrets about the time that when you on top of the debate
with me and you thought that you won but you are not cause hey.
We dont have title. So, why i should care?
