I've never put any thoughts into anything lately. I smile in my sleep lately and I love eating chocolate lately. I thought I'll be left bitter about that decision I made but I guess not. Sweet beginnings do appear. Although its just simple communication but I felt taken back to the past. Nevermind about that but I looked forward to it instead.

Maybe I haven't left that self imagined room. Can I leave it or will I be trapped? I never know. Is it really ain't no mountain high enough and ain't no valley low? But the more I think about it, the more I wanna do something.

That is to close that door of mine and falls sleep. Hope that door never opens. I felt safer that way.