annoyed..

Just like a headless chicken..

absolute..

For once she had nothing to say..

always..

So she'll miss him..

acclimatise..

Does it all boil down to this, or there's still hope?
She wonders..

abyss..

To the power of choosing..

again..

Because she is such a sucker for lovely lines on love..

switch..

How she wishes she could go back..

arrived..

She's almost there..