When things mix up.
People, changes.
People, goes away.
People, disconnect.
People, change of heart.
I don’t know.
It’s different.
I don’t know.
It’s different.
The feeling is different.
The touch is different.
The thinking is different.
I don’t know.
It confuses me.
But I still grasp on it.
Because I don’t know where I can go.
Because I don’t know what can I do.
Because I don’t know what can I say.
Because I don’t know how to do it.
It’s never gonna be the same again, huh?
I’m so scared.
I’m losing him.