hope

fuck it lah, its not use anyway. i mean, nothings going to change. all i can do is to learn to live with it. all the hurt, all the regret, all the misery, and the missed chances, everything. i just aint cut out to make it. ever.

yes i feel terrible.
yes i want to feel special.
yes i need to be there.
yes i hope i can mean something.
just, once.
but never shall that opportunity present itself again.