caught in motion and i don't wanna stop.

everything seems irrelevant now that you were here and now that you are gone. all the posts about other girls now seem silly and childish. more like a distant memory and a stupid feeling that doesn't even seem real. so far from a reality that i don't even have. because two of your sentences mean more to me than a myriad of girls' kisses. i am now again in a pit that i dug myself into and i am sitting down, i don't care to get out. life is funny and now the joke's on me, right?