i start to believe that feeling i felt when the first day i live in this city.
it's a beautiful one,
but no love for me here.
someone i wanna protect to but i can't made it.
someone i wanna be close but i can't made it.
someone i wanna listen to but i can't made it.
someone i wanna hide ,but i can't made it.
someone i wanna love ,
i still can't made it.
once again, it's still no fucking different.
we like to drink, we drink.
we like to dance, we dance
we like to kiss, we kiss.
we like to fuck, we fuck.
that is LIFE, not LOVE.
it's NOT like a simple question about physical or mental.
i'm sure i can live well here as before.
but find love?
i doubt that seriously.
i still tough enough.
i walk on my way without someone's meaning, always happened.
i need a real WOMAN.
with lifeful, ambitious, fearless, activism for dreams.
i don't need a fucking GIRLFRIEND.
she must be somewhere.
i just didn't found her yet.