Everyday is unpredictable.
Everyday is unpredictable.
Everyday is unpredictable.
There are days of highs,
there are days of lows.
Highs and lows, highs and lows,
high and lows.
They never stop. Never.
Some days lows stays longer.
Some days highs stays longer.
I prefer to be with the highs than the lows.
The lows is full of shit.
Whereas the highs is full of life.
The lows makes me sad.
The lows makes me depressed.
The lows makes me cry.
The lows makes me mad.
The lows hurts me bad. Real bad.
When the highs come, I finally get to breathe.
Breathe, breathe and breathe.
Breathe of freedom.
Breathe of happiness.
Freedom to love him the way I want.
Freedom to speak my mind.
Being loved by him..
as though we just fell in love.
The best part.
But highs does not stay very long.
It goes away after a couple of days or more.
So....
Back to sadness again.
Back to depression again.
Back to crying again.
...and then it starts all over again.
