I'm not really someone who likes to blog. But I don't want this blog to die either, so I'll just carry on writing something down, so it becomes a memorable memory. Not something miserable.
I want to cherish the memories where I used to work together with a girl who was fun to be around with, who always looked at me, who always smiled when I was there, who decided to work overnight with me, who always made coffee when I felt sleepy, who put too much milk inside the coffee that made it lose the bitter taste, who initiated who hold my hand, who made noodle herself and we ate together, who was overly happy when I gave her her birthday present, who was hooked by my smile, who was in joy when she knew that I confessed to everyone I love her, who always asked everyone I know about me, who always felt jealous (this is annoying) when I looked at somebody else, who love children a lot, and who was the only person I cared enough to wait under the rain for.
Those are real things that happened to me. Even though it pained me everytime I thought about it, but it at least gave me the feelings of being loved in return. You made a mistake of asking everyone too much about me, and kept things too much to yourself, but I made an even worse mistake for lying to you. So this is punishment. I lost you to someone else, probably more worthy to be with you than me. That was a good choice though, because I lose interests easily, and probably wouldn't take care of you properly. Though, it still hurt to know you having sex with somebody else. I'm sure that's the end of our relationship. Have a good life.
But if you want to come back, I have something to tell you: "Fuck off". That's life man, you're a non-virgin now, go ask somebody else.
Sometimes vulgarities help.
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