i lost my post.
all those writings = gone.
i can’t believe wp didn’t autosave that.
i hate it when this happens.
i don’t care,
i’ll still put a piece of it here.
one more time.
that day when flowers fall
how come i couldn’t see
the disappeared rainy sky?
i really want to be drenched again
never thought that i still kept the courage that i have lost
there’s this feeling you get when you secretly view some people’s pages
while listening to this song.
especially if those people don’t even know what you’re up to.
but you know them.
and they know you.
a hollow pain
at the base of your heart.
it’s stupid, i know.
but i don’t know why i feel it.
i thought i didn’t care
but why am i (even) doing this?
i should just
get ready to leave.
this doesn’t even mean anything.
no one means anything to me, right?
and i don’t mean anything to anyone, right?
i get that.
tomorrow should be fine too.
i’ll go to sleep tonight and go see the ocean tomorrow.
and then i don’t have to think and be confused about this anymore.