'stop dreaming minjun'.

what the hell am i doing? why do i wish for something i can't get? it was my choice, my decision, why can't i just bloody accept it the way i was supposed to? why am i clinging on to an intangible matter? why am i holding on to memories?

these memories, yes, beautiful and unforgettable. but i have to let them go, i know. why can't i? i don't wanna wait forever to let go... it's nothing new by right. i should have gotten used to it after about 2 years. why did get so accustomed, so fast, to that one month's of living? nothing's new for me now really. it's just same old same old... what that was new was that one month. that blast of fresh air after a long while.

i feel like a little deprived kid on the street who has had her first feel and taste of chocolate on her tongue. chocolate, warm and milky. a drink in fact. after she finishes the glass, she stares before her, at the kind gentleman who had handed the beautiful heavenly drink to her, in hope. she begs him. but he smiles and walks of... thats all. she has gotten what she deserves. no more.

she cries for more. but that's it... past.