Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Being happy
I think the title should be in countless of my post. Being happy, but the emo streak would creep out sometimes.
I love you, almost 9 years ago. You were everything I wanted. Attentive, loving, understanding, sweet and mature.
Then 2 years later, I'm crying inside. I love you yet I hate you. Every single thing you do throw me down the depths of agony.
Maybe one year older, one year wiser. I feel stronger. I'm irrational when it comes to love. I have unrealistic expectation of love, you need to be certain way. Our first date has to be something special. First kiss needs to be magical. Sadly, reality sets in and this doesn't happen
Love makes me impulsive. I want to throw caution to the wind, do everything we could. Ignoring the reality and just go into our little wonderland.
I would be strong, I will be and I want to be. Take things slow, if it will happen, it will.
Smile, no one can make you happy but yourself. Surround yourself with positivity, love and fun. Be around positive people and love freely and love boldly. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade and at best margaritas :)
因为爱你而让自己更坚强！
Hydefied @ 21:46