I would be lying, if I said that I'm not happy that finally someone love me, as a girl. But thinking back, why do I want to be loved by a man? Why do I want to feel their love? Why do I need to love them back? It took me long enough and I was struggling to love myself, but why is it so easy for me to love someone else? I'm sorry that I can't love you back, because I'm still searching the reason why I should love someone else other than myself. Maybe in the future I'll love someone else, and by that time I don't need the reason why. Maybe by that time, that's when I realize that I'm ready to love someone else, as much as I love myself. Maybe by that time, I'm ready to give up my life for someone else other than myself. And maybe by that time, I'd rather be wide awake because someone that I love is smiling beside me, wondering how he got so lucky to have me.
"I will be covered with wounds all over
but it's my fate."
