Looking out sky, lonely night… so many stars, and full moon.
I just realized I’m just a dot on the earth… nothing but a very tiny dot.
Even if I’m not breathing tomorrow.
This World will still go on fine without me.
Or just ranting and complaining life sucks and just wanting to die?
I truly believed she was the one.
I truly believed she was my soul mate.
But, to her I was just an ordinary guy.
I don’t want to live anymore.
Thinking about past lover is truly a torture.