One of the saddest reasons of being in love is when you finds out that after loving him you will learn that he's just playing your heart.
I met this guy quite sometime now. He is a real turned-on guy. He's intelligent. He got a good sense of communication and another thing that made me focus on him was - he is interested with me. We became friends. We hang out. We dine together. Yes, I know it's a date. And I started to fall on him. He also introduced me with his friends and family. After the sweet offer of marriage, the "come with me abroad" line. Everything seems genuine. I was assuming it's for real. But sadly I found out that he denied me as his gf to ___. Well, it hurts me a lot. He will be leaving this september, I don't know for how long. He has changed because of that. I hope he can find a good relationship there. I want to kick him when I see him. I'm totally stupid.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I am a single fool! 1
When I was young I believe love is just for jolog people. Sending flowers, courting, holding hands and parting ways in the end; I was so negative about it. Maybe I was just miserable knowing no one dares to court me at that time.(high school) :( When I reached the university, then, at that time I started to experience those jologs things that I hate during my high school days. That person whom I hate to be with, I hate to see and I hate to talked with became the first person who got the guts to court me. Our relationship ended I think in an immature way because it was both our first relationships. After 2 years I tried texting his old number that I still remembered because I got the news that he was working with the same area i'm at. We talked not for long because he's afraid that her girl would see us. I was kinda pissed at that moment because the flashback of our past came in. Everything has changed. I missed the times when we we're together; eating at a fastfood chain after class. Seeing him few steps from the door of our classroom and having fun together. Well, we're both working now and he's happy. Who am I to control him, to deprive him from being happy?!
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