I miss myself more than anything in the world.

Wish I could be the photographer of your heart, perhaps then, you would probably see what I see.

And I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes, for I fear he'll find out something in mine...

When Love and Infatuation collide, you know you are doomed...

They say I look beautiful when I cry...

Am I the only one thinking of you?

I hate myself for hating you...

I thought about him so much that it almost turned into a dream...

Somehow, life keeps repeating itself.

It's funny how I still come to walk behind you even after you betrayed me...