Reflecting,

I am reallyreally tired already. Waiting for you to notice my love seemed like waiting for the sky to fall. And also, you got yourself a partner already, someone who you told me you wouldn't like. Now? You fell with her and left me alone. Or maybe, i chose to leave, not you left me alone. In the past, I can't accept the fact that I am not with you. But now, i grew up and learnt that love doesn't appear in my dictionary. It's alright! (: I am adapting life without you with me, and I believe, I can do it (: