like i know only.

dew.

it's important for those survivor who lost in the jungle/forest.

they depend on it(just like water)for survival besides food.

they have to collect before sun evaporate them.

and they have to conserve for the next 24 hours till they collect another round.

they have to drink bit by bit through out the day and make full use of it.

without it,they will die of dehydration.

but when rescue came for them,

they actually forget about the deeds and don't appreciate a single bit that the dew had done for them

the sun,is the enemy of the dew which evaporate them.

the dew,is the love ones for the survivor.

the survivor,is the one who don't appreciate it when rescue came.

i'm just like the dew.

when someone needs me,they find me.

and when another person come to their life,

they totally forget about me and lead a happy life.

they don't know how much effort i put on them

and none of my deeds they actually appreciate.

oh yeah,

i'm sure assuming things isn't wrong.

im sure expecting things isn't wrong either.

so don't blame me if i assume or expect things,

because it's normal for us,

human,

to expect and assume things.

what would you do when things don't go to your way and it feels like the world is going against you? what would you do when you feel tired of doing something but you just can't stop and you've to carry on with it? what would you do when everyone in the world claims that they understand how you feel but actually they don't really give a flying fuck about you, they don't understand a single shit and they just say ok to everything you say? what would you do when you feel like things are changing , the people around you, the environment and even yourself but you can't do a shit to make things the same? what would you do when you miss something/someone you know you can never get back with but it constantly haunting you. tell me, what would you do?

if only i have the courage to say it to you myself.

beauty is what i see when i look at you.

in your words,

there is beauty.

and in your actions,

it is there too.

maybe beauty is not what you would like to hear

but it is in every part of you.

i'm not a saint,

and neither are you.

she makes me feel like it's raining outside.

and when the storm's gone,

i'm all torn up inside.

i'm always nervous on days like this,

i get to scared to move cause i'm a fcuking boy.

i would wish upon a star.

but that star,

it doesn't shine.

so read my book with a boring ending,

a short story of a lonely guy,

who fell behind