On the plane to my next destination was quite a journey.. and i swear a weird one too.
Ive never cried so much.
I missed someone i shouldn't. I don't know why i was missing him.
He isn't someone I'm supposed to be missing, and yet every part of me was aching to have him. I don't miss him, and yet theres this thing in me that wants him back.. sometimes a little too much..
i watch him with his girl and wonder..
If he could move on, Why can't I
Maybe thats why they say..
a heart never break even..
adieu
rockstar
