Almost one year.
You've been gone for almost one year.
Yet I can't seem to stop thinking about you everyday.
Even with your coldness I hung on.
Just for the vague and short sweetness that took me by surprise.
All ties with you has almost been cut, I still know where we might be connected.
You have so much potential, yet you let certain things prevent you from reaching higher and better.
I miss you every day.
Still hoping you would still be in my future as I have seen you in before.
I wish you the best and I can see you up there one day.










