emo trip...

Will I ?

I feel like such a fool.

Part of me had died.

I thought I'm over it.

Was I ?

To think things have turned out this way.

Prize of war: fought with zeal, taken with pride, chucked away with ease and a weird sense of familiarity.

I'm feeling emo.

What if I die today?

What will happen?

What will change?

Nothing will change......I'm sure.

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Parents are leaving at 6am for KL. I'll miss them till they return next Friday. I'm feeling rather emo, thinking about the past and all. Sometimes I wonder, will I ever be able to fall in love again.....