in awhile.. once again..

It's that day again..

23.

18

21

42

doesn't really make a difference.

not many remember.

even more don't bother.

guess it's the same every year..
i guess i'll really be a chip off the old block..
lonely and sad..

but.. at least.. i treasure those who actually remembers..
but.. to those whom i really appreciate... and yet..don't remember..

that's what hurts me most..
people whom i bother to take concern about..
but..
they don't even notice..
don't even bother..

it's sad..
but.. hey.. it's me we're talking about.

who bothers about me to begin with.

just another day.
just another night.

guess it's another year that will be the similar to the previous.

_{as they stare through us...we'll scream on through..
just to let them know...how much they truly mean to us...}

- You make stealing hearts look so easy, Where is the girl I adore? -