Skuller.

Monday, September 1

<< Remy >>

I miss you like the sun misses the sky at dusk. What I would give just to see you again, just for you to say "bro, everything is going to be okay." You are the only person in the world who saw what happened in my head, and lived to tell the tale. You were the brother I had wanted, so badly, for so long. Septembers' have never been the same. Without you.

--wan..

Labels: pain

posted at 00:44

PROFILE

Hazwan Tan
19
Visual Communication student
School of Design, Nanyang Polytechnic
Singapore