ArtixSkyX~ The Second

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Tuesday, 6 August 2013 .

Its 4 in the morning, and I couldn't sleep. Not sure why I've been thinking of her more and more.. Although we're not together anymore and we each have our own lifes, I can't help but get flashbacks of the times we spent..

My thoughts are stuck in time.. repeating after every cycle. When will the cycle end? when will it stop?

While loving someone is to see through his or her happiness, its really not easy watching the process haha..

04:23;
A dream can only remain just a dream..