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LOVE. A four letter word. So small yet too vast. So easy to understand yet too hard to define. So clear yet too vague. Felt by many yet only few lived happy. And why is that? Simple. Because of plain stupidity.

That is what actually happened to me.

I was once loved. But because of stupidity, I push that person away. And comes a time when I finally realized my feelings. I came back but it was too late. I was too late.

I already have the chance. I throw it away. But when I apprehend that I can’t live without it. Somebody had already taken my place.

That’s why; love is not for stupid person like me. Because stupid like me doesn’t deserve love.