sometimes i can't help thinking of all the "what ifs"
somehow i don't seem to have forgotten him...
somehow part of me still refused to put him down no matter how hard i try to tell myself that he is the past...
have i relied too much on impulse?
satisfied with what i have now but sometimes, some things happen and i'll think that what if.....
HAIS.
i shouldn't regret..
that's not me):
there seem to be too much things that reminds me of you...
i really hope one day when i see you, i wont feel so much anymore..