Why would I cry? It's not a big deal for me now that you're gone and enjoying your every moments to the one you love. Yeah, it's not a big deal for me anymore. I should be happy, right? I should enjoy the feeling of being left alone. I should celebrate because I know already that you're not deserving for me. That I already have time to love myself, one hundred percent. You're not even a good looking person. It's so funny how come I fall for you yet you're not that cute and smart. You're good only for making me fall for your sweet words. For fooling my eyes with that meaningful stares and smiles. For making me believe that you won't ever leave me like my past did.
You're good in breaking your own promises. But here I am, looking like a fool who keeps a promise down in her heart but little did she know that it can be thrown away soon like a trash. I have many regrets. I shouldn't met you in the first place because until now, I can't forget your promises. It's still here in my heart, sitting like a treasure and waiting for it's hunter to be found. But waiting for you is a hard habit to break. It's really making me so funny, so fool, waiting an impossible moment to happen.