here's come the march

I start march with a bad line ..
i have a lot of words in my head but i just can't write it right.
March always sentimental for me...

I hate march too much ..
makes me want to sleep n not waking up at all ... over this stupid month..

The air...the sound..keep remind me

..bout him...

Listening the wind.. Passing by the road i passed.. Those laughter....those back..those warm fellin....

March is more like a trigger for me to keep tracing those tiny little thing that kept in my super small cell in my head..

Called

^moment^

Time should be erased everything ... But the time has betrayed me...
I must find a gun n a big bullet now for killing ^moment^ like this....

Call me stupid...

Call me lebay...

But march will alwys be too ^sentimentil^ 4 me....