I was made to have my own choices.
To Choose not just, which is better but for the best.
To have my choices worth picking for.
Unexpected magical choices was happened.
I-We Fell for each other.
But circumstances came for us to Choose.
We Torn between the two choices.
We Torn between the right choices and the best choices.
Which is Which.
Which should we pick, what should I pick.
For I, also torn between not only one but two choices
Loving him is my favorite thing to do. Falling on his charms makes me love him more but then, it change how it goes.
He hurt me. He fooled me by his words. It breaks my heart. He doesn't care at all. He left me just like that. There's no definite reason but the only thing he did to me is that I make my self stronger that no matter what happen, you can't tempt to fall for you again. Never again.