The Diary Ecca
The Part 11
...Saving Flavor...
I was once devastated by overconfidence, I was broken by choosing the wrong person. I was once deeply buried in the heart of someone I was immersed in with the intention of being able to understand. I once decided to fight for a heart that fights for others.
I was once scattered when my love did not arrive, I was once pierced by a fragment of my own heart while composing, and then you came again. I've fallen twice for being careless to give a chance, I've been left out of waiting, I've also been judged for protecting.
The thing that always makes the heart worry is when you choose to love someone, but never have more courage to express it. That feeling was like a pain that for years did not find a cure, if only you dared to say it maybe you were not killed dead by your own feelings. Indeed, as someone who first fell in love, that feeling of fear was always there. Make your heart worry not that day is not night always imagined, for me I prefer to love in silence, because I will not find the word fear in love.
When you're broken and he's gone don't ask if you haven't had enough of him, you're far more than he can't.
Having me, I want so much value in your eyes, until someday when you have nothing, you still smile because you can still have me.
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Distance can sometimes make a stranger, making a person distrustful of the power of love. The same cross you are, but you have not found a figure of His choice.
For me life is always black and white, happiness will always be directly proportional to sadness. We're just waiting for the time to take turns, right?. And so with silence. Today feels crowded, maybe tomorrow we will dialogue again with solitude.
Although in the crowd I still feel lonely, somehow lonely I feel without someone who can accompany me in this solitude, it does not feel like I have gone further and further I walk alone. My egoist feels that if I just complain without trying, somehow my pen scratches to the point where the black ink that I write on white paper has run out, inexplicably, everything I write corresponds to the journey of life in which the crying heart tells of every journey of the soft heart, although the time spoke in a soft tone while accompanied by the piano which continued to sound with melodunya like a melody that struck the heart. The clock's needle kept ticking towards the infinite axis with a full turn I kept asking myself, today whether it will be better than the days before or it will even give me a flurry of money actually leads me to the fear of starting a change.
There are two things that are so loyal to be a companion in life, introduce him named laughter and tears. We will never know what kind of situation we will take in the days ahead. We will never know what kind of meeting will make us happy or vice versa.
The moments that are always running are a parade in gratitude for the grace of God. Because in reality, having lived alone is the greatest gift that has been received by millions. Circumstances also have their ups and downs, happiness and sadness will spin on their axis.
Someone had closed his heart tightly and no longer intended to open. However, a good intruder will be present to repair any wounds created in the past.
My race had been silent for a few years, not even if I did not want such a dominant movement in my heart. I shut the door of my heart so tightly, whatever love I will never let in. With so much kindness, my life became orderly. My days went well without any of the circumstances being so overwhelming, I was not so worried about the loneliness and silence I felt. For me silence is a very pleasant thing for me, my days are filled with friendship with books and the sound of singing beautiful seagulls.
Being who we are without a mask and a stale base does not always make us friends. But once we get it, then that's good news. Only true friends always understand us for who we are. They spoke less and less many times, protesting here and there. Benahi that is not his business, forget the main task is to take care of your own business.
The thing that always makes the heart worry is when you choose to love someone, but never have more courage to express it. That feeling was like a pain that for years did not find a cure, if only you dared to say it maybe you were not killed dead by your own feelings. Indeed, as someone who first fell in love, that feeling of fear was always there. Make your heart worry not that day is not night always imagined, for me I prefer to love in silence, because I will not find the word fear in love.
When you're broken and he's gone don't ask if you haven't had enough of him, you're far more than he can't.
Having me, I want so much value in your eyes, until someday when you have nothing, you still smile because you can still have me.
picture until now so I choose Art"
"Oow that, good dong I can consult the problem of design drawings to you donk.heheheh"
"Eem yes. may also, but I set the rate ya.heheheh" I said
"Hhh.. same neighbors cook the pairs of tariffs" with.
her laugh
"Hhh, oh yes since when did you live near my house?. .. I just saw you yesterday?" Ask
"Emmm. actually I've been there for almost two weeks, cook the new guy see, means you are less sensitive to your own environment until there are new neighbors who do not know, hhh" ledeknya.
I can only smile shyly, because it might be true he said I was less sensitive to my own environment, huh how shameful I was as if my US card had been in the notya.
"Yes, yes, yes.hhh, uh it's up to my campus"
"Yes, yeah.hhh, up to my college"
"Ooo... can too"
"Yes, I'm sorry Vid so ngrepotin, I entered the campus yes" by trying to open the car door
"Eh wait!" susar David prevented, I turned to David. He got out of the car and ran to my door and opened the door to help me get down.
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