Move on

Dear blog,
I think I'm ready to move on. I think I should move on. I can't wait for him anymore. It has been too long.. And I am tired. Too tired to be true. Yeah, maybe we are meant to be just friend. 

She's broken, he's okay

Dear blog,
I want to travel all around the world. I want to explore the beauty of other places. Maybe something like "Eat, Pray & Love"? I want to go to Paris and climb the Eiffel Tower. I want to go to Venice and ride the Gandola with my sweetheart. I want to go to Las Vegas and party like there is tomorrow. I am too young to think about the reality. I live to dream and yes, I dream a lot. I just want to have fun and without having to bother what others think about me. I wish life is that easy.

I feel so insecure with everything. How come she can be so perfect without her make-up? How come she can get such a handsome & loyal boyfriend? How come she can live in such a luxury place? How come everyone does love her? How come she can be so perfect? Life is so unfair sometimes. I wish I am better person but I guess, I'm getting worst. I keep making mistakes that I know I shouldn't. I feel so pathetic and empty. You know that feeling when you have everything to be happy about, but when you think of that one moment....you can never smile again.

"I thought I am over you,but you are still the first person that comes to my mind when I wake up"

A girl's heart

Dear blog,
Nobody knows the real me.
Nobody knows how many time I cried alone in my room when nobody was watching.
Nobody knows how many times I lost hope.
Nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head when I'm sad.
How terrible they truly are.
Nobody knows.

I just want to love and to be loved.
I know deep inside that The Perfect Man is exist.
I just have to be strong.
And keep my faith.
Or maybe I don't need it to perfect.
Or maybe I just need a lover.
Someone that actually loves me.
Someone that actually cares about me.
Someone that is afraid of losing me.

I am tired of being sad.
I am tired of being lonely.
I am tired of feeling useless.
I am tired of being tired.

Reality

I fell in love with you,

I dont know how,

I dont know why,

I just did.

I am sorry I am not who you wanted.

But I will love you till the end of time.

It just hurts so much.

Unexpected

Dear blog,
All I could think about is him.
It becomes an addiction to me.
And to be honest, it sucks.
Because I don't know what it might me.
I hope there is a way.
And I wish I know how.

I am a failure.
& I feel sorry for myself.