How I wish that day in the ice cream shop would remain.
How I wish I could continue talking with you there listening.
How I wish tomorrow would never come.
That was the last hug I'll ever give you in a long time.
How ironic to be living in the same area in the same country yet we hardly see each other.
I wish I could cheer you up like I usually do.
Yup, that's the thing. Its "I wish."

Tomorrow is the last day of the hols and the whole cycle is going to repeat itself.
Days of me coming home crying. Days I come home smiling. Days reminiscing about the past.

Okay, this is plain depressing. I'm gonna give it a shot and try to like school.

Que Sera Sera