When I got trapped in the past, you taught me how to move on and look far.
When I learnt how to look far, you say that I tend to think too much.
What changed you?
Where’s the time you’d throw me with tons of knowledge
Where’s the time you’d give up your biscuits for me, just because you know I love those biscuits
Where’s the time you’d smile to yourself when others tell you about some stupid stunts I just did
Where’s the time you’d keep quiet and lead the way, knowing that I’m bad at directions
Where’s the time you’d assure me everything’s alright when I’m in doubt and felt so incapable
Where’s the time you’d rather hear me rant than hitting the sack, even at weird timings like 4.30am
Where’s the time you’d try to change topic and make me smile, when the others had gone too far bullying me
Where’s the time you’d always keep me accompany during those nights when I’m afraid
Where’s the time you’d laugh at how hard I’m trying to cover up my weakness, knowing that I’m not always strong
Where’s the time you’d know me inside-out, without having me to breathe a word
Now that I’m at all loss again.
But you’ll never be here to guide me anymore.
Damn it, emo shit.
Nono, I’m not emo. Why would I be emo.
Emo ain’t my game.
Goodnight. Tomorrow’s a brand new day! 
