The only things that's right

On my journey trying to grab and save some lights for the future, I knew I have screwed moments I fight for and blabber unimportant things to you when I shouldn't. Sometimes I'll mention from-no-where information just to keep the conversations going. Sometimes I stick to some point until you got bored with it and next thing I know I talked and talked about other things I caught on while we were in the car, or at the beach, or when we go to the cinema, or while we were having our coffee, or while you're slurping the hot soup in front and me were busy munching pastas. 

Or while we were eating cake.
All these may won't be the same anymore.  

070114, Manchester

It has now become the wrong thing from start.