When days hit 100.
I will be all fine.
Is it possible?
...
Is so busy
And I'm really tired
Physically and mentally
I told myself, is fine, busy and I'll be fine.
And yes, I got better than 3 months ago...
I'd used 3 months to stop crying,
and yet, 3 more months I'll be leaving
I don't mind I was messed up those 3 months
But I hoped the next 3 months could be the sunshine to me, again.
...
I miss you.
Those skies were beautiful
But I also miss my old self
Those day when I enjoyed life
I don't know how long more I will be really fine,
But I hope by the time I leave,
Everything can just be let go with a smile,
Let go with another memory to keep.
I'm still curious. But I won't show.
Cause I know,
You are the same, as me.