im lack of imagination lately. wandering. spioning vehicles behind mine. stopping myself on the bridge. feel the cold breeze and the sound of train under me. while thinking of goodbye as gareth gates song of lyric strucks my head. whistle blows and tons of steel shake the ground beneath the wheels as i wish id never found you.
i remember your sweet smile. your sweet face. and the wolf behind all that mask. cold breeze. jackets. and a hungry heart. sound of sorrow and empty shell of soul. my heart sings a soulful serenade. helen folasade adu.
even it sings yodel adee tee. any song you will never know, you dont even bother want to know. not your league. i stand where youre out of its league. i have no emotion, at least not for you, not for this itchy heart in its needing to cry. ive cried enough. not for you.
i can see the sky darkened. i can see though not clearly. its time for me to get some good sleep. though dreamless. im happy for being myself. im happy without you. sooner or later.
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