and in the end we lie awake and we dream of making an escape
I miss that moment where i can easily forget all my problems by focusing on what i loved. Like when my mom told me that she and my dad got divorced but i’m too busy playing with my new phone, so i found that news not to be shocking at all. (this was of course when i was still in elementary so having a new phone is a pretty big deal)
It didn’t bother me until now. i wonder what my life would be if they give it another chance.
This is real life. This is my life.