Le Journale

I miss the old flame that I used to have when I had this crush with any seniors at high school. Like any seniors. I had a lot of crushes. And it was so much simpler to love new person. When we were young. What about now? What about today? *the chorus of Westlife's song* As I get older, finding love is never easy. It is complicated. Too much drama. More intricate. So yeah, it is much simpler when we were young. We never have second thought about how hurt it was to experience a breakup. Or to hurt someone. While falling in love has became harder, letting go the old flame, past love has even been harder than that.  Like an old saying, we fall in love with people we can't have. Or we fall in love by chance and we stay in  love by choice. It is about our choice. The problem is we never use that choice to leave from a certain situation. We choose to stay and cry in the river. It would never be cake for someone who is emotional, caring.  When I fall in love, I g...

Remember listening to Aditya Sofyan's song, After The Rain, whenever it is raining here. Recalling our good times together is what I love to do recently. It is an easy job to do, though. Chloe was in the middle of her way to go back home from school when those thoughts came up through her mind. I probably should really move on and start a new life with a new guy.  she muttered when her umbrella crashed another one which passed her way. Chloe cursed the one-way street to reach her house. How the street only fit a motorcycle and one person to walk is beyond her imagination. Even she couldn't help when she passed this street, like what was on her mind actually?. That incident made her uniform wet. She then stopped her walks and looked to anyone under the umbrella. "Can you not hitting my umbrella...?" Chloe said that in silent tone but she tried to make it more mature so she slowed down the voice. She always loved the nature sounds after the rain especially when...

This is only some thoughts about life from me. Who am I actually? Nobody knows me, even my family. So instead of dwelling the true meaning of our existence, why don't we just make one meaningful moment to build ourselves within gradually until we really know who we really are? First thoughts about life is when people will do everything if it is about winning one's heart. Can you understand why people hurt themselves if it is about sacrificing for love? Is love mistaken of a couple breaking up after spending years together? I always think that it is born in ourselves right before the mother gave birth to all of us. We cried a lot, right? Is it probably a sign that life ahead would be like a black hole encapsulating mysteries which could be filled by joy, hatred, sadness and even excruciating pain? Even God has told us right before we were born to the world, the exact dates about; the death, mate, and our fortune, so what?  That is probably why we cried, because we kno...