I'm not good at writing. I don't expect anyone to be pleased with my work. Grammatical errors and misspelled words ahead. But if ever you'll use one of these, please do ask for my permission first. Thank you!
10:27 in the night of May 15, 2017
The time when I've already decided to write all the things that I've always wanted to tell you.
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One day,
when you finally got tired,
Finally satisfied with what you've reached,
Finally decided to turn off the mic,
Finally turned your back on us... on me,
Finally stepped down the stage,
Finally lived a normal life,
I hope I'm not the same fangirl of yours anymore.
I hope I'd finally gotten over you.
I hope I love you still,
not as the man of my dreams,
but as the man who changed me,
the way I never thought I would be.
I hope I could finally smile at you,
without wishing I'm your girl.
I hope I could ask you for coffee,
without you hesitating.
I hope I could finally see the real sparks in your eyes,
without you trying to hide it.
I hope it won't hurt,
just like how it feels right now.
***
I was expecting a different start from me, but I suddenly wanted this to be the beginning. I don't know why.
