myself.

third

"Something will be taken from your life. Our lives. And we can't even stop them. We just can stare at it. Maybe at that time we are crying? Regret? Depressed? Angry?"

It's already nighty night now. Probably 1 a.m. Truthfully, a lot of things had happened and I've been wondering, what if some things weren't happened then, how much my life would change?

Things well somethings will be taken from you. Maybe your love life or even a crush or even things that you've cherish most of the time or seriously, your pendrive for your work.

As for me, it's kind of clichè but supposedly I can say that the most important person that had been taken away from me is my, crush?

Personally, the real definition of crush is that when you have butterflies in your stomach each and everytime he appears in front of you.

Wait, isn't that the meaning of true love?

Well, true love, crushes, aren't they supposed to make you happy to the fullest? But I guess I was totally wrong about it.

Having a crush seems like trying to touch a burn flame of fire. So intriguing, beauty in the eye yet when you touch it, it burns the hell out of you.  That's what crush will do. They touch your heart. Make you feel all kind of love. But truthfully, they never love you. They never wanted that kind of relationship. It's just the way they treat a human being. A normal human being, just like you.

They broke you. They burn you down to the ground.

With that, your heart turns to shattered glasses.

But deep down inside, you knew it wasn't their fault. It was you. It's been you all the time. You let them in. You let them into your fragile heart. It was you who misunderstood everything. It was you who thought they treat you out of love. It was you who mistake them as a pure love.