I've been in this chiase in where I heard someone convocoing my name, but I doubt him. Who? I was in the train drowning past back, summoning my pre-school days, on me, getting caught between the rain and got back get a smack shust instead of sympathy... Or maybe, I was hearing it all wrong to the fact that I was bethinking too far in thought. I ignore those long stares those cosmopolitan kept giving me harking magpies. I know. Endure me all you should. I'm still at masses aporetic of whom or is-it-someone calls me upon? Nepenthean it. Shoved it.

About today, I didn't have to subject much about today. You know it much than I should have manifest right where you adapt me here. Things are no longer the same, Syarafina. Wake up from your asinine yearning dreams. Its just all now. Bevived, I realized. I knew it before all. It never comes true, will it?