Darling

Darling I didn't want much from you. I just wanted a little space in the corner of my mind. Priya remembers that in the early morning, the two of us would walk on the road in the dew-soaked pizza in the fog. I miss those days now. I miss them so much. You might enjoy a beautiful colorful morning with someone new. And I still walk down that street sadly every morning, accompanying the memories you give me. Dear, I don't talk to anyone at night anymore. You may dream of someone new and wake up at night. And I always wake up at night thinking about your memories. Truly you are a very strange favorite. I didn't even look for a bar. I am alive or dead after losing to your performance to find out. O dear I am still alive today. But becoming a living corpse. Today I am very tired of pretending to be good. I'm not really good. Not good at all without you.