If the greatest films of all time is never made, I want the story of it to be published. If my diary would be read, I know I is too dramatic and it will make you feel like it was a novel and unrealistic one for my age but no, I just want to express myself that people are not going to judge me. 7 years ago when I started this story. I am now 24.
I always wanted new adventures, I hate saying no because if someone said no to me, I easily get upset and I don’t want anyone to feel the same way too. It was 4 pm in the afternoon when I was starting to travel all the way home, suddenly I saw you. You were there. You were in the bus stop, I was inside the bus. I wanted to go down and talk to you but I didn’t saw you again when I took the second look and decided that I will go where you were standing a while ago. Maybe I was just hallucinating. I was imagining things that aren’t actually real.
If I could just turn back time I’ll probably hug you the moment you said that you truly love me and you’re not lying instead of pushing you away and believing the lies that was inserted in my head.
But you’ve disappeared the moment I wanted to apologize, you never showed yourself anymore. It felt like you were just a bubble that popped and doesn’t exist anymore.
Maybe, you’re now happy with someone you really love. Maybe you’re doing things that we didn’t do before because I wasn’t adventurous when we were still together. But it’s all right now.
Maybe you are now happy with a woman. If only my wishes came true, it would’ve been you.
But I am a man, and so as you are. I am still here, I will always remember the days we held each other’s hand.
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General FictionA Taylor Swift songs inspired one-shots. Everything is just from my imagination. The three songs that I will write about is my holy trinity in the album.
