to wake up.

To the kid who taught me the world is a beautiful place.
The one who taught me positivity. The one who consistently remind me how beautiful each individual is.  The one who would always remind me of God. The one who would always spare a learning lesson, a wisdom. The one would save me and pulling me up when I'm down. The one who would always make my day. The one who would always called me Miss Sunshine and kept me moving. The one who taught me to be strong. The one who taught me (how) to cry. The one who would always remind me to be good to others. The one who taught me to forgive. The one who taught me to keep it cool. The one I can count on. The one I trust most. The one that I depend on. The one with the calm voice to advice and to comfort. The one with the sincere voice and charming smile. One of the funniest person. The one of the most that can tolerate me most. The one with the most patience. The one everyone adore. The one everyone look up to.

"Let's just go with the flow" I miss that phrase.

I am no longer the same person I was before.
Agitated. Annoyed. Worried. Upset.

The mount height expectation and hopes.
Breaks apart like a glacier from the mount top killing
every beautiful thing along the way.

I'm a heartbreaker. I'm selfish. I'm inconsiderate.
I'm forgetful. I'm arrogant.
I'm not a friend.

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I doubt we'll sit have coffee and talk about this cause maybe it's just not our thing. 
Our phone calls are different. Our texts are new.

I need to wake from the dreams that this isnt a story with a fast ending like some video in Youtube.
I need to wake up and face reality. I need to wake up to live.