I never said it And so did he... Maybe he's somewhere, thinking about me. And all the last moments with him seems like a lie. It's been an year and still I can't deny. Deny the fact that IΒ Β can't see myself with someone new. But wait, we never dated so why? Maybe everything I've felt,you felt that too. But this 'maybe' makes me feel so blue. Why do I hope that you smile when u think of me? Just like the way I do crazily. But I never said it , And never let my feelings rain . Maybe next time until we meet again...
Don't assume this is totally fictional. I hope to see you maybe when we get all wrinkled and white haired.π