Last Train Home.

Not even a day had went by and i missed him. When he leaves, he takes a part of me too. Maybe I need to wake up and realise that not everybody tastes fairy tale as perfect as Cinderella or Snow White. Now I know why perfection in fairy tales exist; they are tales. Tales that are never meant to go wrong. Tales that are suppose to tell you things that you wanna hear.

I wish day and night I could be with him. I had done all I could to save us. I did my best to stay alive but he drowned me. He left me here all on my own. He lied. He killed me. Two years have gone by and I thought I was gonna be fine. But hell no. I still longed for so long to hold him. Silly silly me...

There are always something different going on. How am I supposed to keep up with the pace? I feel so alone. It is as if I am abandoned here for a reason. But what the fuck is it?!!! How long does it takes for everyone to see I'm no longer breathing? I am tired of waiting in vain. Yes. I can wait. But I can't wait forever...