I hate it when coach blows the whistle once, we sprint, twice, we jog. Once, sprint again. Twice, jog again.
Why are you being like coach? & why do I go with your flow.

You're right. I break myself sometimes.
No, most of the time.
Everytime.
And after every break, I'll ask myself, is this worth it.
I know the answer's no, but there's this propensity, inclination, to repeat.
And then there's re hurt, re break, reconstruct, renounce, re fall.

We're all weak people.
My heart bruise in the shape of your fingers.

Did I mention you can't enter this world I'm in because we breathe a different kind of air.
I don't know where Lithium's inert and Argand5+ exists.
But I ever heard of romance between two cities and of building a bridge of love between two worlds.
I wanna know, can you show me.
Tell me more, reassure me.