The bitter-sweet memories of you and me.
How I wish to go back to the days when you were by me side.
How I wish he would sent me a message. (It made my day to just receive a message from him.)
How I wish... all good things never end.
How I wish... all bad things to leave.
In the end? I'm still stuck at the starting line, unable to move forward.
I am, after all, running in circles.