Love?

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” - Neil Gaiman

Love is hard to define. Love may seem like one thing now, and it may be something else later. Love has a lot of meanings, and it's just how you define it in your own perception.

Gahhaa, I've been through 2 years of plain ignorance of what the person is doing with his life right now. I have been through 2 years of ignorace, pain, and guilt. He probably doesn't remember me anymore, but I do. Gahahhaa.

I'm moving on. I can't think of you my whole life, I have been waiting for too long. Should already forget you by right now. I guess, I have to.. So.. Good bye, so long. For now.