And so I try to trust my instincts damn hard in hope that I wont go wrong again. And again, and again. Sigh.

The more you keep doing it.

The closer you are in loosing me.

I wish you were here.

Sometimes i wish that you dont even exist. So, then I dont even know all these things right now. I am thinking of things. You cant blame me, blame yourself in the first place.

Time, moments. It all takes time.

And when it is all suppose to be your fault in the first place, thats all you can say.