December 15th

Learning to appreciate the sincerity of love, that is what brings my spirits, to rise again ... Although always staggered, rose and continued to rise again, god must have his own way to guide me to true love, I believe it.

The day is so sunny, the gentle breeze brings the coolness of the heart, the shadow of the lush trees approaching the tranquility of the soul .. But not for my heart and soul, December 15 ... Under a flamboyant tree, in the campus garden, I sit silently wordless, staring far ahead, I breathed in the cool air of the afternoon's wind, hoping to find its composure, but what I thought was only a terrible pain, after a long time confined my heart to a divided love, I finally realized how deeply it had hurt my heart ...

December 15, the end of my story with him, is the beginning of the 4th year of his story with others. Smile, I try to carve a smile on the lips, as if I am the most strong, strong, and I am the one who will not fall away .. But, no ... I admit that I was really hurt .. I slumped and I was crushed .. Hold, I hold this tear, I do not want to look weak anymore, I'm not a person like this. But at that time I do not know ..? I just let this tear fall and fall, let it later become an unforgettable regret.
Even though I was injured, I was sick, even felt like I wanted to die, I do not want to regret my decision .. No I will not regret it!



Either whichever hurt, see him slowly toward his love, or survive without any status. Well, I let it go with other people. Live happily with his old lover.

I still remember when the meeting, he asked for my support to let him with him, Of course I allow, how stupid if I keep him here while his heart for others.
She said her feelings remained the same, just as I had been before. After that, I do not remember what he said. I was too busy listening to sobs in my heart. My heart was crying as she called herself.
"I love you" He said then. I am the same, but no one ever loves two people at once. The heart can not be filled by two people who really want to occupy.
"You also love her?" I replied with a question that made her stop talking.
For a few minutes, he paused. His eyes stared at the start of a busy street creeping in the afternoon. Soon, for the umpteenth time, the words reappeared.
"Forgive me",
I replied with a smile. Honestly, I do not know what to say. I longed to be with him, much longer, to be the only back when he was tired. Being somebody she's always been waiting for, yaa .. I still want to be like that. I still remember, he once asked me not to go, still support him, be his encouragement when he is tired, become a patient woman to face him, become a woman who always understand the situation. Until finally he asked me to leave, go away from his story, get away from all that role, when the time was conscious, when everyone asked me to return it to his lover.

At that time I saw a hesitant look on her face. The one side of the taste he had with his old lover never went out, but on the other hand he did not want to disappoint me. I got it right. Being between the first love, and the stranger who just made her comfortable. Yeah know I love him, love him so much. Despite all that short, but he was trying to mengihklaskanku.

December 15 ...
"Why just be honest now?" I looked into his eyes deeply like no longer lies.
"I'm afraid you're hurt" he replied with regret
I paused, enjoying the pain of his scratches.
"I do not want you to leave, I'm sorry, but can we stay like this?" He continued hopefully.
"No, no brother, love is not our toy. We can not go on like this! It's obvious he loves you very much, do not waste anyone who loves you, forget me, I do not know why .. I'm sure I can give you up. "
I went away, leaving him still trapped in my anesthetic.

Leave me love, go away ... go after your happiness with him. I hope he can muffle your ego. Spoil you every time. Provide a lively greeting before starting the day. Understand your selfish attitude and do not like being coerced. I want to release you happily. Make sure you are not wrong in choosing. Because I have released you for her, to return to your first love. God willing, my love is sincere, I sincerely love you, and I never thought you hurt me when choosing it. Because I believe in one thing, love does not force, can not be forced, and not compulsion.