It’s just amazing how God has been opening closed doors for me. Paving the roads to the goals I thought I have lost, how faithful is he to his children.

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I stop writing after I lost you ~

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Loosing you doesn’t scare me anymore.
Isn’t that sad?

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I miss you,
ohh.. I miss you so much..
but it doesn’t hurt anymore.

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Just go
be happy . . .

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Maybe someday I’ll find someone who will look at me the same way I look at the stars.

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But you see that’s the thing about love, it’s never guaranteed. It’s painful, it’s scary, it’s unpredictable.
But we still choose to love, our heart still chooses people and makes it vulnerable for that one person allowing them to hurt us. We still love them anyway and we choose them everyday. Love is a mystery. You allow it to break you and when you find your path to heal, you choose to love again, continuing the same path with no knowledge of the outcome. And there’s nothing you can do about it because it’s love.

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And I know you can’t stay so can you hold me for a little longer before you leave, and promise me you will remember us, tell me you’ll cherish our memories and miss me once in a while.

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Everything feels wrong but I still want you to stay.

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Does she know that you held me in the dark,
you kissed me, and that yours hugs made me feel special and loved.
We spend nights after nights chatting in that old house, that old haunted house where our memories reside.
Does she know that you are a liar,
a manipulative selfish jerk.
You always had her and yet you came for me.
Does she know? Or are your vows only filled with lies?

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