Shit happens in life
Life sucks and fucks....
So lemme just open a new sheet so as to continue with my story
But what will I write .....
my right is wrong
Trying to do all the right to impress her yet she makes me depressed making me near my deep rest forgetting that she will need a nest to rest in ...as a chick.
So I guess lemme call it life:love is a foe .
Moving on is a mountain.....maybe, watching a movie on this day will create a xeraphic fountain for me .
To me its to late to say sorry
For I have decided to end my story and never refer to it coz shit didnt happen but it packed shitty stuffs as my valentine's presents

She's now a stranger
But now instead of love I feel
I just remember constant heartbreak
Knowing we would never be
But sticking around just to see