There are things, We get use to be with it. Like people, who we used To talk to everyday, Every hours, Every moments. Its perfect when we created Memories together. Happy or sad Good or bad as long as youre with him Its funny how you two thinks How perfect couple you would made. From enimies to friends to lovers. Days, Month, YEAR. I never thought or never did once Cross my mind that you will left. Nor I never expect that it will come To an end one day. I keep trying and trying, Accepting and telling myself its all Over. Youre no longer my lover nor my Friend because you have chosen to leave Without saying anything. And now... Its 2am and Im still awake. And you probably doesnt care cause You are already sleeping dreaming bout her. Deafend by silence Blinded by tears, How bad am I? To deserve things like this?