Either in the beginning or the ending of my story. I always want you to be the only reason of my every happiness & sadness. Love, always had a story. If it should be ‘that way’, then we must let it happen. It happens not because of my desire(not at all… but I didn’t say I forced to), but that is what should happen. Choice remains a choice, I have to live it properly, without any engineering in it. Your nonexistence, doesn’t change any of my feelings, that feelings were still stored neatly in a vessel of….hope. (I don’t think it’s a hope but… I just don’t know.) There were smiles and tears that has been made our togetherness valuable. We’re 13, such a young one to be in love. Btw, before you, I always tought that I’m wasting my teenage years with love ideas, but you’re different… I feel something new, something different. With you, it’s not an idea, it’s a feeling.
Enough. And in the end, I just wanna thank you very much. It means…. more than a lot. Take care. :)
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