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I never thought that I’d come to the day, the day when I learn to hate the same person that I chose to love; the one whom I gave my full heart and trust and the same person whom I gave my everything. I never imagine that I’d come to the point when I began to hate the world.; the world that shows me the real happiness that I’ll cherish until the day of my very last breath. Hate the warm feeling that made me rejoice each and every day that past and hate myself for having caught in such esteemed condition that even if I laid myself down to sleep, still, I mesmerize and never would it have that instinct to leave my mind. It’s like a curse that strikes to my skin, like a dotted mellow that never leaves my full aura and like a shadow that keeps hunting my soul. I never thought that when I come to this point I’ll loose everything that I have. I never imagine that I’ll fall that much to such that I’ll forget the real me. And when the time comes he bid his goodbye, I never know what or where should I be. I loose everything that I have. The time comes and my day past. I’m striving to boost myself to such idiocacy, grow in such permanent intoxication and live as if I can. But then as the rooster starts to hum and the sun was ready to set in the sky, I try to open my eyes and realize to find myself at nowhere. Holding on to something but still I’m not owkei.