Sunday morning, i woke up and found my self at another bad. I miss you and then i try to find you in my dream. I woke up but my soul still wants to dream about you…
Tuesday night i try another dream and just waiting you here with patient and peace.
I have to move, that was i said when you say ‘forget us’
Wednesday night, i found my self with another guy and make all bad things to prove my self. Give my heart another chance but it doesn’t work aniway…
Thursday morning, i open the new window and create new story about my single life. Try to be happy, make a smile and i am still alone in my loneliness…
Friday morning, i call many friends to cheer up my heart, but they always share their sadness life and i only try to hear them while my sadness is bigger than them
Saturday, from morning till the evening i try not to cry when i do all my activity at my little home, but my tears are falling down at the night
Untill Sunday again…. i back in my bad habit, be a player of love, make some hearts get wounded and laugh after that…. Making many plan to broke up them….
It’s me…. nobody were lonely….
just a fiction for my new novel