The night is still young...

the clock haven't hits 12am and my bed is calling me.

Back then, i will still grab a novel or something to read.

the thought of going to bed will not come into mind,

but, im just too bored here...

reading before sleeping is one of my good habits, perhaps ?

and there is no book to read other than all my expensive law books.

ooohhhhh, how am i gonna survive ??

in the long night without you ??

on days without you ??

how long will it take for all this shyttt to meet an end ??

i have no idea at all...

i hope everything will be fine SOON

like in a blink of eyes

but reality told me 'No' is the answer..

how cruel

every night, i do pretend you are here,

and i fall into my sweet dream,

i ended up waking with no one beside me...

it is the routine of my long night

a piece of cloth is just insufficient...

tonight,

i don't need any dream.

good night