爱错了, 只能怪自己.
没有勇气放手, 更没有勇气承认,
爱错的人, 竟然会是你.
it's not the first time.
i dont know why.
i've been through this. the process is long, lonely and painful.
i cannot tell anyone about this.
only chewie san. and i think im becoming too dependent on her.
sorry chewie san, im forever disturbing you.
why do you see right through me?
my killer, 3-hour anova quiz is finally over.
i thought i was going to have a heart attack in my little corner in the lab.
my heart was racing for more than 3 hours, i almost burst of adrenaline.
traumatised.
ive been aversively conditioned to statistics.
show me spss, i bet my cortisol levels will shoot a record high.
so steal the night, and fly with me *
they were wondering what it means. why steal the night.
well. i dont know if it makes sense. but..
because the night isnt ours.
someone's night will never be mine.
and the night, will never be ours.
but i want someone to steal the night.
so that just for one night,
i get to fly with you.
wont you just fly me up to the stars?
or just fly. with me.
anywhere. it doesnt matter cos i just want you to be there.
and ive never really belonged here anyway.
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