you.

My red heart is blue,
because I'm missing you.
Every day, I think about you,
and I use to imagine how great
every hour, every minute,
and every second would be
if you were here with me.
Every night, when I lie in bed,
I dream about how things could be.
And if you believe in your dreams hard enough,
someday they will come true for you.
but now,the dreams that we use to dream together are all shatters,
All i can is to think of it as a loving memories of us.

trying hard to let go.. but..