move on pls! move on!

it's like a death. but things that are surreal, sometimes sinks slower than it should. it's nearly 2 years, but it's hard to move on. death are better than this, because "people" say we can actually die of a broken heart.

nearly 2 years, i never thought it would be like this. until the 17th day of the third month this year, i must say, i'm still so into it. oh, this is hard to give up :) waiting for the next bus with rena. rain or shine baby, rain or shine! move on please.

and would u be ever so kind to spare me your change? i'm getting on the next bus...though leaving heavy-heartedly was never an option.