remember how i traced your face... i touched your teary eyes, your runny nose and your pouty lips. that was the day you said you dont want me anymore how we both cried... but you didn't see how i died.
a fragment from a song which makes me so melancholic...happy melancholy...(teehee!) reminiscing memories that ought to be forgotten and shouldnt be remembered at all. a deep and painful past that makes me so vengeful...
