It's been so long, I haven't been updating my blog. My blog was always about love, about you, nothing more, but love story of mine. Once, I started writing my love story, and now, I think it comes to an end.
*play the song Lawson - Standing In The Dark http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsbPkZPKEuY
This guy met the girl he loved, he never thought of anything, but keep giving everything he can, just trying to get her love, make her feel the same way. After some time, this guy started to doubt, to question, why is it everything he did not touching her? What's wrong? He started to changed, become more depressed, totally lost himself. Somehow, he still never figure out what's going wrong.
One day, this guy finally figured out what's wrong, thanks to his friend that always tell him about life perspectives and open up his mind, wake him from his dream and make him face the reality. He finally see wider, clearer. It's him, that's the problem. Problem never exist, he created them. Things were going well, until he start to doubt himself, doubt everything around him, then he changed, that makes everything around it changed. He never realise why is everything around it changing, however, it is his perspective and him that changed. Luckily, he realised it. So, what's wrong? What he thought was getting his love one his girlfriend, wanting to hold her, wanting to get her, and there, it went wrong. He never love her, he love himself, he is so selfish, he is the worst. Love her doesn't mean to get her, love her is to make her happy, do the best to make her happy. That guy gave his everything to protect her, over protective. Little did he know, protection is not what she needs. He don't even know what she needs at the first place, he don't understand her. He never aimed to make her happy, he aimed to get her, what a fool. He backed off, decided to do what's the best for her, do things that will make her comfortable, make her happy, make her smile. And then, he putted her down, he got over it.
After not even a week, there was a stranger that called him up. The stranger knew his name, his school, and his crush. The stranger told him that his crush was his friend. He told him that he is giving pressure to her, she felt bothered. The stranger requested him to change the way he treat her, don't pressure her. Yea, he already gave up, he already put down, yet he feels hurt. Old wounds, it doesn't heal so soon. Backing off, this is the way he can show his love, and slowly, time will wash away the feelings, what remains will be only black and white memories, just simply memories, nothing else, no love, no feel. What the stranger did, that is called love, caring, suitable level of protection. Stranger, I admire you, thanks for calling me up to tell me about her feelings, thank you.
Not every story has a happy ending, but through all these stories, I get to learn new stuffs, new things, and grow up.
It's the end of the story, the beginning of a new story or is it just to-be-continue?
♥Lmw'
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