Dreams are dreams.

Bleeding heavily before a fight, so how do you win this fight?

From the start, I was destined to lose.

You gave me strength.

You stabbed me hard in the heart.

Then throw me back into the heart of the battle.

And I was supposed to win.

Now I’m on my knees.

My flags are down.

You stood there watching from far.

I can’t see what your actions are.

I only know in my heart.

It bled for you.

Not for the battle I lost.

i really don’t know what to do anymore.

i’m still new in this.

i’m still learning.

but this is a harsh one.

please be more sensitive and attentive.

sighs.

it just really disheartens me every single time.

when you throw, i catch.

yes you :)

:)

just when i thought it was gonna be the worst.

you called.

gave me a shock of my life.

then you made me the happiest boy alive.

period.

:D