.

The more i like you,
The more i drifting further.

Your face-
Is the thing i don't wanna stare.

I've tried my all
To ignore your crooked nose-
In case my vein tried to memorise it.

The colour of your eyes,
No-
I don't want to recall.

The way you talk others-
Smile to them,
But me-

We used to tease each other-
The world echoing our voice,
Our memories,
Or it's just my memories alone?
I have no idea.

The way you avoid my eyes,
My voice,
I don't even suprised.
I don't even hurting anymore.

I'm sorry.