it was my biggest ironic wish..

cant get myself asleep in my comfy bed.. so i got up.. hungry.. but i guess i m too used to this pain.. by now i should have lost some weights i guess.. but i think it doesnt really matter.. even my mum had stopped on stopping me from not eating.. well.. feeding myself is not what i m thinking now.. its a wish, far fetched.. something i long for, for a very long time.. or perhaps its just a dream that will never come true.. the sweetness of it could just linger in my dreamworld.. something that i could only wake up in the morning and feel the heartach that it could not come true, no matter how hard i try to persuade.. am i not the right person to fit into my own little dream.. i know my dream, this wish i had all along.. will not come true..

i heard this is called the lovers bridge..

and i guess i can only continue hearing it..