longing

I switched off my phone, be invisible and lie down thinking.

For how many night, how many days I have to be like this.

At the loneliest hour, I recalled back the memory, the happiest one with someone, which I hardly remember.

Hate finding myself longing for the thing which is not even in my future list.

Switched on the phone again, dialed someone, asking for forgiveness.


I dont care about the future, I just want to be happy.