The more I want...

... the harder it is...

Haven't been to school much. I see myself listening to Coldplay, something that I would never have imagined before. Why is it always difficult? Why do I always want the impossible things? Perhaps because if I fail I can say 'well, it was impossible anyway...' But why does he do all these things? Why didn't he ignore me? Why did he keep pushing and trying to catch my attention? I was comfortable being miserable, I was ok with my bitterness. He's going back home for a week tomorrow and he'll be back, but I don't know for how long. I'm sure he's not staying in London for much time and that's it. Once again I'll see myself thinking about someone who'll be far away. Probably won't ever see him again, never speak to him again and another person will have to be unwillingly forgotten.
I just know that it's gonna be a week from hell, not listening to him calling my name and trying to teach me his language. I'm gonna miss him a lot. Can't say the same will happen.
I just wanted to come back one year in my life and never have started working there.