How I Think About Love :)

I dont believe in love anymore.

I mean, love with someone, with a man. Ya, after all this time i wasting to believe in love that so fiction, finally i arrive in a spot of my teen-life about i-stop-believe-love. Maybe what mom says about love is true, “love is just an imagination,” mom says to me from younger—maybe at six. Just because him look difference with other and it makes your heart beats faster, doesn’t means you love him.

So what if you really really love him? Love just makes you hurt. Maybe it makes you smile or laugh, but trust me, its just so less than your tears or your pain in your heart.

Do you think i never felt love?

Hahaha, you are so wrong, dude. Of course i have to do that, before i putting this statement out. I ever feel, fall, believe, pray for that bullshit. And guess what i get now?

Memory? Just a little.

Experience? Maybe i don’t get it so much.

Pain?

Tears?

Regret?

Yeah, i got them so much now, too much actually.

Why everybody waste their time, their energy and for some people, they throw away what so important like family, religion, friend and their pride just for something that you can’t see; LOVE? Why?

Maybe its because all of you live in a world like fairytale where Cinderella met her Prince and fairy-godmother flew everywhere. How creepy that world!!! Lemme tell you something like.. WAKE UP!!! Till you really really open you eyes, till you really really heard how hurt you cry everynight, till your heart numb because pain. Till that time, you will stop believe in love like me. Maybe now you read this with sounds in your heart like, “Stop read, its a bullshit!” or “That’s crazy if you trust her!”, its your opinion, i don’t care, i won’t care. But someone who agree with me, agree with stop-believe-love, trust me you’ll never be alone just because you don’t trust it.

Your real friends are showing now. They will support you even they still trust in love and you don’t. If nobody support you now, trust me, just come to your family, place for you to go home and take cover.

Your mom, maybe she ever make you dissapointed or let you down, but she alwas hug you when you cold and someone always care to you. She is the one who always help you to fly when you don’t have a pair of wings.

Remember this, true love isn’t something you felt with somebody outside, true love is a sacrifice that you never ask for a feedback however so important your sacrifice.

Regards,

Me