hard party

I cried today. I missed my favorite person. And there's nothing I can do about it.

Sometimes, the struggle apart from loneliness and disappointment is so devastating. The moment that you are partying hard all night and yet at the back of your mind, things float through. Stupid things that feed your emotions. And that beneath that moments of smiles you flash your friends, you feel damp inside. No matter how many beers u take and jokes u exchange with, at the end of it all, you wish you can spend this moment with someone far more better than your friend who gets drunk all the time. You wish that instead of walking yourself alone to the car, there would be someone who would be holding your hand and telling you look so great tonight.

But then at the end of night, u just sit there, tired of pretending there might be actually someone who might came along. so u melt away what u felt the night before with sleep.