It was like breathing every ocean air and letting go. Like a sunshine creeping in the small corner of your room and those familiar eyes you once loved turned to you slow in recognition.



Like your favorite red balloon slowly slipping away from the tip of your finger. An old photograph left in the lost places of a book.



That's what i used to be. Someone who tried so hard to make you laugh. Someone who wanted to make you happy. Someone who prayed so hard to make it last.



Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Maybe you were just another lesson being taught to me. Someone who could only stay for a while and leave you when you're asleep.



A nightmare dressed like a daydream. An angel who was ought to destroy me in the end.