Thinking...

One day I'll wake up and it won't hurt anymore. One day I'll wake up and it will all be over. One day I'll wake up and I won't even remember who you are. One day you'll wake up wondering who I was. One day you'll wake up missing me. One day you'll wake up wondering... One day... someday... you will forget all those promises, all those moments... And then what?

I don't want to guess.

I make my own future.