Past..

Leaving the past behind and yet, knowing it's still haunting is not a good thing to know. Well, pretty more or less, I've move on, and I know the day would come. I've bleed enough for you while you're dancing on its flow. You've kept on saying I had the wrong timing. But I know, you're on something else. It has been years since I know you. You don't have to tell me, I know that you're on it. I can read you, so don't worry.. and yet, I bleed :) You've given me hope which you know there'll never. No such thing will happen. You and I know it. I was on it and you're giving me hope. I know what was I doing, but do you? If you think you've known me for long and well, say goodbye to those words.. You never did cause it's always been about you :) So long..