tellmiurmeaningoflife

ghost of me

i m like a ghost.
U shun me.
U run from me.
But in the first place,
u held me like i was alive.
Or rather, u made me live.
One day, i turned into mist, i turned into shadows.
Things u avoid.
Things u hide from.

This is what i am to u.
Im ur ghost.

IMPOSSIBLE
this word broke me into pieces.
trust me.
i got no intention of turning up on friday anymore.
IMPOSSIBLE was something i had at tat time.
so near so real jus you.

posted by five4fighting @ 12:27 AM