diversified.

dear you,

i'm on my way to lead a different kind of life.
the one which is not multicoloured.
things are changing.
they are no longer the same.
they're not alike anymore.
not like how it used to be a year ago.
we're now drifting apart.
but i can't let it show.
the feeling is weird.
and rather torturous.
i'm feeling so messed up now.
i feel all alone.
yet i still can't find my pillow of comfort.
i need you, the kind soul to fix me back.

love,
someone in need.

p/s : this hell has laughters but not with you, and streaming tears because of you.