love, ah, you're funny.

maybe he is right, "eaten by jealousy"
love, is a word that cannot be describe by other words.

ksm :
"i want you to want, i love you to love me, i need you to need me, im begging you to beg me."

i like someone. for me, liking a guy hard, loving a guy is even harder of course. especially when the guy that you like doesnt like you back. even i always say, i like a guy, but i never want to push him to like back. i dont want to make that happen. but that's a good thing if that happens.

i ve been so fucked up because of liking a guy. cried for a couple of time because of love, and it wasnt fun.
once because i was played by this one jerk that i used to like when i was on eighth grade.
second when he was so far from me, and he doesnt even want to talk to me.
third because i realized that he likes someone else and nobody cares except this graceful nun.

*already gone.
i am so jealous. he is so perfect. the world is like, making us become apart but perfectly we are one. dammit! what am i talking about? i know that i will find someone that wont make me cry,. but i think that i will be with him, but na ah, that maybe just my thought. that's just funny. everything is perfectly clear, he DOESNT like me. we maybe are just best friends. good friends maybe, not best. i have mine. love. i dont wanna talk about love, but my heart pushes me too. the world is knocking me off. but im not begging them to stop pushing me and knocking me off. i just want them to slow it down. im not trying to make everything become so big, but, i think i like him, so much. my friends say the same thing too.
ahh, this heart keeps pushing me to talk about love again. but i love this feeling, the feeling of nothing. nothingness. is fun.