You,

You are gonna Stop Loving me one day ;[
when that day comes, i wont be here anymore.

most times..

i wonder why im still here.

she asked again.

why?
why dont you want to go to the party,
why dont you wear dresses,
why are you so moody, or sad all the time.




do you want to move schools?
i nodded.
she is going to get the forms,
but then i realised.
moving schools wont help me 
be happy.

Hmm

Everything Changes.