my story is written by the writer and everyone knows it well but sometimes i wish i could write my own story.. i missed you very much. please come back, i'm sorry for treating you that way.
if i am given the chance to write by my own, i surely will write us a happy ending.
i'll write about us running toward each other at the beach. the waves are dancing, the crabs are crawling back to their place, the sun is setting down as it is now the moon's time to shine.
i'll write about us dancing with our all-time favourite song blasting in the room, the window shows how the clouds were all moving and shaping into beautiful shapes, a flock of birds flying in the sky going to god knows where, the sun shining brightly before moon taking his place at night.
i'll write about us walking around the park at night while holding hands and talk about nothing but some random shits, the park was silent but our laughter was the only thing heard there, your cats were meowing and nuzzling in my arms, the stars filled the dark sky, the moonlight being the only source of light for us to walk.
i'll.
i'll write.
i'll write about us.
i'll write about us and give us a happy ending.
