Baggage, Terminal, Bus blah blah blah

So ... There's this song I sort of can relate to.

I guess I'm not really detached after all.

well, not really ... maybe juts the first line ...

I don't know.

I've let this thing bug me for a couple of days now.

I think it's about time to stop.

Nothing's lost. I can't lose what I never really had.

Tsk, could-have-beens ...

I told you the truth. Maybe I should have stopped there.

But I had to make sure it's okay. I just fucking had to make sure ... Why?

I wonder what would've happened if I listened to them.

Don't over think

Go with the flow

see where it leads you

I had to make sure it's okay. ... I had to before the feelings become real.

Well, I don't intend to carry this baggage forever. It's getting heavier and heavier by the minute.

Maybe when I'm free of it ... maybe ...

tsk, I'm over thinking again.

I just ... I really miss talking ... We used to spend almost a whole day just talking.

Now ... nothing.

But thank you ... for trying again.

It just wasn't there anymore ...

I enjoyed the ride though ...

And I promise when I take the next bus ... I'll leave that baggage on the terminal.

My shoulders are already killing me.