it is true that the person who dotes
on you the most would also be the
person who makes you cry the most.

i think life is cruel.
sometimes you love something/someone
so much that you'll push them away on
purpose so as to prevent yourself
from hurting in the end.
but love is selfless.

as silly as it sounds
everyone is afraid, afraid of being alone.
afraid of getting hurt, afraid of heartaches.
but if everyone is afraid, would anyone
know what endless possibilities that love
could/would bring?
the inexplicable happiness.
the reason why you smile to yourself.
that no one else on the road is attractive
any more because all you see is him/her.


/i will make you the happiest WOman on earth.
so you'll owe me one the next life. -BEAMS-
eighteen days.