i aint dwelling.

aizad left and everything is falling apart.
and im to be blame for.
i thought we nth but just friend
and yet being friends you can't give me the freedom i wanted
i never fancy someone guarding over my shoulders
being somesort of a silhouette
you became overprotective after that desperate guy
told you he kissed me.
im not drown in desperation
nor am i sad we were not even together
cause im just 16, i need my freedom
plus i already have someone in mind.
but i still miss those late night calls.and memories of us

"this is the way you left me, im not pretending.
no hope,no love, no glory,
no happy ending" - mika