Good Bye

I was fine..

I was good..

I was contented..

Not until you came,

And left.

I was fine..

I was good..

I was contented..

Not until you left,

And came back again.

I'm fine..

I'm good..

I'm contented..

Because I've left,

And promised that

I'll never go back.

Never ever I will...

I don't like you!

If I keep telling myself that " I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you.."

Is it true that one day I'll not like you anymore? 

No.

I don't like you..I don't like you..I don't like you.. :~

Me

It's been two years, ONLY. Yet I've changed so much inside out. Be it intentionally or unintentionally. Things  happened. Reaching this end, all I could see within myself is just one thing.

I always wanted to have my own secrets. Sadly, I revealed myself every time.

This time, I'll make sure that I did, or perhaps didn't.

Now I wonder, do you ever notice about these? :)

Sobz

I miss you,

What should I do?

I mean,

What can I do?

NOTHING.

*cries*

Hmm...

There's something, or perhaps nothing, but the thing is, everything seems to be in here..

What is it?

I know something.

The only thing that I know, is that I don't know anything.

Everything is like very simple.

Yet complicating.

I reckon that I understand, but I do not.

In fact, I just wish that I don't...

So, what's the thing?