A lot of times when i want to type all my feelings out
ending up to be in a blank mind thinking what the fuck i wanted to say earlier today...
My imagination can let off and run wild as i look into this blank message
today my afternoon study session came along with a love talk session which conducted by tangjun
he shared a lot that is on his mind
he is mature enough to be the professor at that moment
but there's one thing i gotta deny,
actually, i am not the silly girl who is doing all this towards my ex
maybe in my silly naive childish world
i do believe that love does exist
you know why ppl nowadays will think that
nobody is worth loving or waiting?
they lost trust of love, why?
because they don't believe it exists anymore
it's because that i believe, so it remains there
according to him, i have already gotten death sentence by my ex.
he said that, if you try, appear in front of his doorstep
repeat the things that you've been wanting to say to him
his reaction determines whether are we two game over
being so strong to hold back my tears in the library
i dipped my mind into the noisy crowd, trying to find some sort of distraction
well done in distracting my broken heart
wanted to send a long ass msg to him but i know the reply that i will get
is always "thank you. okok."
deleted my words from draft, locked my phone and started stoning when i boarded the bus
passing familiar places
then i remember, we've been to a lot of places together
after Alvin has alighted the bus, i bet he was feeling damn awkward
sitting with his emo classmate thinking to herself
silence was the only noise throughout the journey
A message notification disrupted my sleep
A blank message from him which states .. nth
how much it meant to me? indescribable
that was the first initiate msg he sent to me in these months
without me pestering him, spamming him my monologue
suddenly my world become so peaceful just by looking at it
looking out at the sky, today is a beautiful day indeed
although this msg does not contain anything
it does not carry any meaning as well
staring at that msg for minutes
restrain myself from pressing the reply button and start spamming all over again
i closed my eyes,
drown myself into the song"all about your heart"
it sings beautifully
"Oh, I've loved you from the start.In every single way
And more each passing day.You are brighter than the stars
Believe me when I say.It's not about your scars
It's all about your heart"
happiest moment i had for these days
so i am not going to reply to this
yup, i am giving up on facing the truth to know that it might just be a little technical mistake that he made when using his phone