Slumber Party Reject

I want to let go of all these baggage. But it's not as simple as loosing everything in one drop.

There are too many things bugging my mind at the moment. My dad. My mom. The next job I haven't started (or feel like) applying for. Will. Him. Love. If this is what adulthood meant then scoff at me for I haven't got a clue on taking them all in.

I hate it. It seemed I got sidetracked the moment we lost us, then I never got back again. How thoughts of you haunt me in candid moments with my friends. A person in a fast-vanishing crowd wearing your perfume. Even my dreams. Why? Really.

You see. I will tell you now, I lost. I lost you. And everything that mattered after you. I regret I let you go. But weren't you the first one to let go? Throw these thoughts away now. Straight to the bin. But another setting sun will remind me.

I love you still. But I think it will never be again. So please let me be free...