Another Sense for Today

I've been losing you for real. Some people say "Follow your heart, and be careful for keep the heart you've been choose". I'm feel like a blue, heaven watchin' me for a long time by the moon as it smile softly in my space. No exception, people live for a change, a better decision to decide, time to time. I just haven't be ready, time will heal the wound, but love would prevail and most survive. I walk away to excuse all my footsteps, but I can't help memory to remind everything. What the f*ck I've done? I'm bustle.