I hate being alone, but hey… wasn't I supposed to prepare for the worst? Because I’m waiting for the moment I can finally let go of this heavy feeling..
Kalau lagi banyak waktu luang, memang selalu ada yang datang ke pikiran.. tapi.. should I always hold back the hope I have for you? Can’t I also feel what it’s like to be with someone who thinks the most comfortable are the ones spent with me, not just the other way around?