Nope. Nothing new. Just me, and i miss you. I miss to write. I miss the feel i filled in the draft. I miss it, when the time flew by and i just ignored. When I am being me. Confronting in my beyond self.
I, am, still confronting with my pre-final task. And i easily get bored. I, I miss you. I really do. I am missing to write whatever I do like. Not Something I forced to write. I, you. It's so hard and i wanna kiss you. I wanna hug you with my teary eyes. 'Cause today i finally meet you.
My heart is just pounding hard. Let us dating again! Chu!
