Moving on, again.

My heart finally decided...I have to move on.


It's been months since I last saw him. I almost forgot his face. No more drive to wait for him. I was bored.

I counted the days when my heart didn't feel anything. No thud. No beat. No love. No heartache.

Then I saw a beam of bright sunlight beside my sitting place.

I was distracted, but I liked it.

I'm loving again.

It's never a love at first sight.

I already saw him before. At campus. At church. Anywhere.

Well, I don't know until when will I feel this, I always wish it will last, yes I hope it will.

I will always look forward on looking for him, knowing his name, liking him, and of course, loving him.


I don't count on how many times my heart breaks, I count on how many times I move on. Love changes.

~♥~

I'm missing you...

I'm missing you, badly.


Yes I do...


I want to hold this feeling as I could...


My heart skips and my eyes wants to cry...


I feel so sad, but I'm still hopeful.


I want to see you again.


Please come back...


Even not to me, but please just come back...


Because I'm truly and badly missing you!


~♥~

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I know, I'm hopeless romantic.


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Knowing His Name

"I'm still unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him."

I knew his name, and something changed.

I know his face, but it slowly fades away.

I know I like him, yes I do!

I hope the feeling will never undo.

~♥~