i don't know what it is.
plain,
maybe.
my heart starts to rumble
when i come to think of it.
my head starts to wander
as i made a move.
my legs feel numb,
i don't know where i put it.
since when i am considering everything?
since when i play a role as an assistant?
since when i know how to make a cup of tea?
memories,
they're not dead.
alive,
they are in the small part of my brain.
meeting an old friend is more than enough.
the question is,
am i a mature?
or i'm just acting like one?
well,
i don't think i can answer it.
i have undergone a lot.
but there are more and more coming.
lovelorn no more,perhaps.
a little bit of jealousy,might be.
a total jerk,absolutely.
till next time,
thanks for reading. ;)
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