maybe today everything seems so perfect. too perfect that makes you want to hold every moments, crystalize them, put it into a jar and won't ever let it go. it eventually became a habit. so addictive. but then, the more we get higher, the bigger worries comes up. life... is a damn roller coaster. we'll never know to where the future will bring us....
"I don't want to make this so beautiful only at first, and end up miserably; you love me, then you don't.."
"we won't. we'll take this as we're building a home"
"are we drunk? because you know, somehow when you're drunk you have to get ready to get hangover"
"we're not drunk. I assure you. at least I'm not. I love you. let's build this home together"
"don't fade away, this feeling"
"it won't."
....but as for this one, for the very first time, I want to believe that the future is ours.
this is an exception.
"I don't want to make this so beautiful only at first, and end up miserably; you love me, then you don't.."
"we won't. we'll take this as we're building a home"
"are we drunk? because you know, somehow when you're drunk you have to get ready to get hangover"
"we're not drunk. I assure you. at least I'm not. I love you. let's build this home together"
"don't fade away, this feeling"
"it won't."
....but as for this one, for the very first time, I want to believe that the future is ours.
this is an exception.
