Yes, there is no topic about love anymore.
I’m feeling sick, sick of love. or something regarding about that.
Thanks for understanding. thanks for your words. thanks for being my friend. thanks for every truths, lies, cares, argues, photos, everything.
You know, after I met you. I told myself that I don’t want to marry a lover only but also marry a best friend. Not only understanding each other but fight in any circumstance together. And don’t care what people say when they find us walking together.
I feel such a relief after we stay like this, after back to normal again.
Butterflies are still on my tummy but you give some extra, you give me hiccups as well.
Like on Christmas sales, you give me two when i only buy one even with a lottery prize.
Please keep me in your prayer, i think i am ready for facing the 2014!
Carry on ;]
– from Belle to The Beast