Busy

I'm so busy, I don't have time to think about you.

I lead a real full life, where every hour is packed, and every minute is used up. From school to tuition to RC, and my books and movies and family, you are hardly able to haunt me because, I don't even have the time to miss you.

I seriously don't know what you are thinking about, but for me, I think I've waited long enough.

Almost everything in this blog is about you, and it probably will always be so. I don't know if you are reading this, if you ever come and see what I am writing, or if you feel anything for my feelings. But in a way, I don't care. My life isn't just about you anymore.

Nobody stars in my life, except myself. Not even YOU.