Monday, April 24, 2017

Nope.

In all honesty, I truly hate being tickle.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Muse

You were once my muse.
Someone I would love endlessly. Someone that I thought worth the fight. Someone who made me jumped over the puddle.

Only to make me fall down onto the holes.

Years ago. You were once my love.
Once my love song. Once my lullaby to sleep.

Only to make me have a nightmare after you left.

Time passed. Loves gone. You cant expect me still waiting for you after all these years.