Lost...

Lost of memory, Lost of myself, Lost of all the things, left with myself on a dark corner of the street.

He had been thinking positive for sometimes. Even he know his stupid enough to think that way that will not happen. He felt so been used. When he was needed he will be there no matter how important things his on, he will just push aside for the moment to see her again. For a reason, for a thing, for something small enough just to keep him happy for that moment or so. Never had he been felt so stupid doing this kind of things before. In the end only him and he will know how much things he put into it, nothing will return. Should he move on? But his scare, that the impossible day will come and he cant return to her. His scare, because things may turn out bad again with someone else and this time he may lost it all. His lost, I tried to help but it didn't work I felt very sorry... Its Me..