Wednesday, January 25, 2012

i'm getting older, changing was never an option.

i miss school. i miss the way we used to be back in form 1. getting out early before the bell rings. entering late in class for the first period. i know i've changed throughout the years. friendship doesn;t. but why ours does? ignorance and neglections are part of them. our silhouettes are bonding, but our bodies grow loose. i don't want to lose the ones i love. do you?

Faithful Stalkers