How badly can you want something, that it holds you back from what you want. No matter how you try to avoid it, it keeps coming back to your head. You try to ignore it but when you're all alone you start wondering how perfect life would be if you had it. You become paranoid, and everything you do seems to have a link with what you desire, to the point where it does not make sense. And no matter how badly you want it, there's nothing you can do but to hope that a miracle will come your way. And to find that my favourite part of this story has come and gone and i didn't even realise it. One last year, and one this year. And yet, i'm still holding on to something that seemingly is impossible to achieve. And even giving up is difficult, because you've been holding on for this for far too long. Maybe if you understand what i'm saying, will anyone still want to have,

whats left of me ?