I love reading and watching love stories. It is what everybody can relate with because everybody experienced that sweet and sour feeling.
The fact that I’m single now, I don’t mind it because I’m already used to be alone and I’m happy with myself even without that. I don’t really like to get involve with something so troublesome. But, when I read/watch a really good love story, I get this weird feeling.
I also want that too.
Someone who holds my hand on our way home together.
Someone who could hug me when I’m feeling unwell.
Someone who could stay beside me until my loneliness is gone.
Someone who’ll say things I want to hear.
I want to love.. and to be loved.
But then, when I already got over with what I have watched or read, I’m back to my usual self that’s someone who doesn’t care about those things. Someone who wants to puke whenever seeing some lovey dovey’s photo on facebook.
It’s amazing how the authors/directors play with people’s emotions. Even one’s that doesn’t want to love is feeling inlove while watching/reading their work.
Pain never wore off my head and body. Sigh. Till how long am I suppose to feel this? Why can’t I even move one step towards my dream? I’m not tired. I’m not complaining. Actually, I’m just getting curious of what God has planned to my life.
I don’t really get my artwork either.
new icon. Princess Eleanor from the game Rule of Rose.