sensitive

it's a sensitive timing,

sensitive place

Sensitive old passages of blogs

I dislike that place
I dislike the smell,the touch everything

I dislike Cheung jau,
I dislike central that closed bar

I dislike empty words

I dislike you pulling me to the place that left me a huge scar in my life
If taking me back to that place is for your convenience,for u to work smoothly

I don't know anymore what I mean to you

You said you care about all sort of little things

I am sorry

You don't know me,you just don't
Perhaps now,you won't even remember te existence of this blog

You aren't the you in march.


We both changed

Not sure,

If

For good