It seems that they only way to avoid all my problems, my stress, my sadness, is basketball. Fractured my leg abit, think knee out of position by a little bit. But nvm. Playing basketball makes me feel occupied, staying at home sucks. I need to go out, cut loose. Put on a fake front, try to forget. But i cant. I just cant.
First grand concert, Last concert.
Can we not split? Please?
and every night i lay awake in bed,
with tears in my eyes,
trying to sleep for hours but i can't,
and i realise it's morning already.
let me see you smile.
just one last time.
even if it's just one second.
i don't wish to say goodbye.
♥ Music is love.
12:37 AM Thursday, August 28, 2008