Love, love! What is it about love that all were tied up to it? Here, in the empty room that only the sound of the fan and the keyboard is audible, makes me more dramatic! Thoughts were obscure once again, can't be recognized, can't be said. If you wanna ask me why, for sure i'll just reply you with a fake smile. Am I being too dramatic that she don't bother to understand me? Am I being to selfish and protective that she misunderstood it to be a domination over his own? Am I too in love that she's already ignoring my caress? Were my questions really have answers, or they really are not questions? My feeling now, it's like an erupting volcano, no matter how i don't want it to be noticed, I can't control it. Tomorrow, what life could offer me, what love could give me? Am I just too curious about life and love that I want to have answers just as fast as the blink of an eye, or am I just so serious about it?
After the life in this world, no more tears, no more hurts, no more heartbreaks, no more promises that you believe, you just know it was already broken when you see all is broken. Then, why should I not crave for it? Am I just too strict about promises that's why I was hurt inside like this? hay.... My hands are tired of typinggggggggggggggg.................
...and so as my heart is tired of feeling...............................
