a piece of me

everywhere is bustling with life...

yet here i am in my room...

and all i can think about is him...

why didn't he call...

why didn't he msg...

is he thinking of me...

how am i suppose to know...

i'm just an ordinary girl in an extrordinary world...

tell me what am i suppose to do...

P.S: did i mention my undies just got stolen?!