catch every good memories of my life by taking a look at my photo album. you can see that many people went in and out of my life but there's still emptiness if you look straight into my eyes. as i see those pictures, i often thought of what one of our professors told us about life.... "Many of us are happy but only few find true joy."
the picture speaks for itself...
PICTURE 1:(the past)
i kept a picture. the photo was taken about 4 years ago, after graduating from high school... my graduation ball to be exact. at that time, i was thinking that the guy in the picture will be the first and last man i'll ever love. i was so immature then but so happy.
he broke my heart...not because we were lovers but because we were best of friends...
it was not his fault. it just came to a point that we can't understand each other anymore. we were living in two different worlds. i was in college and he was in high school. problems aroused each other's confusion and anger... tore my heart apart as i thought he neglected me... and came to a point when i stopped believing he existed.
now, i hear some news about him... he even sent me a message... hoping that we can start anew... i, too, wanted the same thing.. putting aside the past. just as old friends do... nothing more, nothing less...
the picture speaks for itself...
PICTURE 1:(the past)
i kept a picture. the photo was taken about 4 years ago, after graduating from high school... my graduation ball to be exact. at that time, i was thinking that the guy in the picture will be the first and last man i'll ever love. i was so immature then but so happy.
he broke my heart...not because we were lovers but because we were best of friends...
it was not his fault. it just came to a point that we can't understand each other anymore. we were living in two different worlds. i was in college and he was in high school. problems aroused each other's confusion and anger... tore my heart apart as i thought he neglected me... and came to a point when i stopped believing he existed.
now, i hear some news about him... he even sent me a message... hoping that we can start anew... i, too, wanted the same thing.. putting aside the past. just as old friends do... nothing more, nothing less...
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