Time goes by.

Time goes by, but I am still here. It’s strange to live without the people that I learned to love. I will be here, bored, sad, uneasy, waiting for dead… There are so much thing that I want to say but I cant, so much thing I want to do but I shouldn’t … Love is a empty word, the only thing that I know is sadness, pain and disappointment. I try to be happy, I am happy… But lately I think a lot about my life, the people I lost. I want my grandmother back, alive. It hurts so much to think that I will never see her again.

Time goes by, but I am still here… Waiting … For dead? Happiness? Or the lie called love? Meanwhile I will have to think positive… My dead is near, and all this suffering, all this loneliness will end soon… Is all I can can hope for.

Time goes by, but I am still here… But not for long…