random (again)

it's new year again..

two thousand and eleven..

my new year eve is never special..

except the last two years..

it's because i celebrate it with you..

but now..

my new year eve, it's not only lonely..

but also empty...

just like something is missing inside me..

it's hollow..

well whatever happen to me in my new year eve..

i just hope you would happy with yours..

and happy with your life next year..

do your life well..

and i'll be fine..