it's funny how some people, tucked safely at some corner of your heart, are irreplaceable.... you can't possibly find someone to perfectly fit in and shape into the imprints that remains, like a memory foam pillow... then again..that's not the same person already..

sometimes you tell yourself, there's always tomorrow, i'll do something about it soon later.. but little do we know, sometimes.. tomorrow is already TOO late, things can really change overnight. by the time you wish to do something about it, desperately trying to save and 挽留...it's all too late. and that, stabs your heart ever so often where it hurts the most and throbbing like a bruise that's never going to fade away....

i'll try my best not to think of you anymore.
maybe, tomorrow...