Maybe it's the place that's wrong. Nah. You and I kick distance in the ballsz. Maybe it's the time. Yes. I like to believe it's the time. The time hasn't let us grow just yet. We're both still greenish. We're both still selfish. We're both still kids. Both of us haven't grasped the concept of maturity and tolerance yet. Both of us still got the ego in the size of Jupiter.
Because maybe, when the time comes, everything will be right. Maybe, by the time we grow up, we would be different. Maybe we would understand how to treat people better. Maybe, we will know how to treat each other better. Maybe by then, it will work things out easily. Maybe, everything will be right.
Yeah... Must be the time, huh?
Not the person.