as long as she doesnt know i m dying now, i hvnt lost yet. jus a bit behide. tht's ok, tht's ok, i know it's hard...

i try not to think abt it, pretend i m ok, try to be strong, try to act normal infront of ppl... all those ppl n cars remind me of u, all those question marks u left me

the same question she asking me in bed, like she asked me few yrs ago, wat an inconventient truth, i knew the answer ....

the hardest thing to do is to stop thinking of u ...

P.S. special thx to rabbbit c, man man, n big dark sheep