i think, not feel.
i am using a head and a heart.
i was so into him. when i was little.
until now, i still dream of him. but circumstances.
oh circumstances. they just come my way. and his way.
we never met in the supposed way in which we should have seen each other.
he was happy, i was drenched in the mixed solution of a happy but messy relationship.
or i was happy, and he was static and moved.
but then our paths crossed. and i hope the path that have crossed, will become into a one-way road.
us, holding one another, and walking towards one goal.
