And I call it, my bad past.!
"Will you be my girl?"
And trust me, I could recall each and every moment I had spent with you. I could recall, you walking in, caring for me, staying up with me, sending me those love texts, followed by you not caring anymore, slowly walking out and your replies slowly getting shorter and shorter, until I landed up into seenzone.!
"Hey, will you please be mine? What are you thinking?"
"Ohh ohh yeah, it was just some bad past.!"