I've confessed to my one-year-long crush a few weeks ago. A person that I don't know is straight or gay. But I have this habit of falling for straight guys and I don't even know why. He friendzoned me, he used the cliche excuse which is "study comes first," which I understood completely. But, it just hurts, you know? When you've dream of that guy to be your man, the one and only, for so long. It all ended up crushing in one simple text. All of it coming in flashes until it all faded away into nothingness. The bright side is, for a religious person, he wasn't homophobic. I was angry, I was upset. But I realized, that I had no right to be. Even if I have done a lot for him, I have no rights to be upset about it. So I never shed a single tear. I've said goodbyes to my dreams, a created a new one. Where I will find the right man for me, no matter what it takes. I will find that man, and when I do... I'll finally get to be truly happy in my life. No matter what people say.