never know that everything needs a goodbye.

at least a proper goodbye.

or else it will haunt you.
even after years.

cause you are dying to know the things that are left unsaid.

and when you think you dont care

you never know that its bleeding inside.

its too late to show,

and its too hurt to be seen.

thats the thing about pain.

it demands to be felt.

so its keep more deepen until you lost it inside,

and you wish you never find it again.

the feelings that are never can be found.

but you know its still there.

somewhere inside you.

and silently kill you.

and this is my way of letting go.

by dying inside.

//never show yourself even in my dreams.

after you leave in my reality//