it left me, untouched.

just something i feel like adding
as my 370th post :-

i remembered from a show,
it's not important to see the boy you liked with you;
but to see him smile his happiest.
if you can't do it, let people do.

now, i can end the old love story
that he carried for me;
treat it as some love memory
and bring it on with me.

thanks for carrying a torch for me
for a long period of time -
you've made someone yours,
and it's time for a new one to be mine.

(all for a loss of beauty sleep,
for a stupid past relationship)

what's happening anyways?
it's apparent enough -
or not, it's for me to know and for you all to find out.
game over, boring!

postscript:-
i didn't know he was like that too :D
and hey, now the colours all show;
like from an egostic peacock, like him :D
heh heh, i don't care.
(no offence because now,
you are that in my eyes)

now it all ends here yo.
goodbye.

i've realised - maybe one i need is out of this world :D