Time changes everything, even you and I have changed.

MAY.
I'm a girl next door. You probably won't give me a second glance. Wanna know me better? Come talk to me. Life isn't fair but I still long for things to go my way. I deserve to dream.

The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away.

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Turning point.
Sunday, October 2, 2011 || 11:19 AM


Us against the world. I put us in the situation and I don't foresee the ending that I wish would happen. It's a sad ending because at the very end of the journey, I see us free falling into the depth of nothingness. From what I see, this wouldn't turn out the way we wanted it to be. It's the exact opposite actually, and that breaks my heart. As much as I hate to admit the truth, I can't live in denial for the rest of the time. It isn't going to be fair that way, to either one of us. 

I'm not the person you think I am. In other words, I don't think you know me well enough to realise the difference between what you imagined of me and the real me after all. It's good that you at least make the effort to figure out but this might disappoint you because no, I'm not the flawlessly illustrated girl in your mind. I don't feel exceptionally great when you think so highly of me simply because I know myself too well. I don't deserve love that I know so badly that I can't accept, even though I'm so tempted to say yes.

I have my side of the story and it's going to be one side of the story that you'll never know. I'm not trying to be secretive of anything, however it's best to keep this secret the way it was. This is definitely against my will because my mind and my heart, they're making me so confused. In case I haven't made myself clear enough, if I were given an opportunity to choose once again, I'd do exactly what I've done before. Ask no more.