Crashing. Missing. Falling.

Unfair.
Is when I exerted so much effort, but still, I got rejected.

Unfair.
Is when I ignored all of my closest-boy-friend, but I saw him around laughing with someone else.

Unfair.
Is when I crack a joke and no response from him—even a single smile.

Unfair.
Is when I do everything for him to notice me. But I got neglected.

Unfair.
Is when I made this blog for him, but no reactions from him.

Life gets too unfair when everything has changed.

Missing.
I define it as not just missing somebody, but missing all the things I’ve built up.
Crashing.
I define it as not just the falling of things. But crashing of this thing—the one that pumps blood.

When will this suffering end? When is the day that I’d be so-so happy? When will the time that He would allow me to express this event on my system normally? I hope He’ll give that time as soon as possible. I’m not losing my faith and hope on Him. I’m not rushing all things out.

I hope this time.. this time. I mean, this time. No. Not. Not this time. Joke. This time. Seriously. I’m serious. What? I said this time. THIS TIME. What? What this time? I don’t know.

Procrastinating. Heart beats. FAST HEART BEATS. Track and Field? Heart beat. Lubb-dubb-lubb-dubb.

But there’s one thing; one thing that I’m sure—I will make this last forever. I mean, we will. But, when is that time?

UNFAIR.
Is when he promised something and broke it. It’s the first time he did it.
Crashing. Crashing of my trust for him? Nope. Not. Not not. Not much. No. Psh.

TRUST TRUST TRUST. Trust in the Lord.

1 Cor 13:4-8 + Matt. 6:33 = <3

Here. Here. Here, love. Here, love. At my side, love. I love you.

Is this thing I’m typing is senseless? What do you think?

LOVE.
Love is when the internet started to connect.
Joke.

Ay. Em. Ay. Es. Es. Way. Ow. You.

Tired.
Out.
Kthxbai.

Love,
L.