To see that we're all a little different when we're back here.
We were all different persons.
I miss seeing everyone truly happy.
And not just smiling or laughing with work / problems at the back of their mind.
I wanna go back.
I miss feeling that way.
And not this fucking fake shit face I'm giving everyday now.
It hurts.
It fucking hurts.
It comes out in burst.
Tearing every patches of rationality along the way.
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