Even We were Just "Friend"
I found myself still "care" about you, even we were no longer together I was cleaning up my room. Then I found lots of polaroids & I decided to paste some of it on my wall. After an hour everything settled. I rest. I sat on the corner of my room, searching something that I really missed, something that I really care and loved, long time ago. I hv no idea why I did that. Why I let myself search for it. Book after books, journal after journal & I even checked every pages just to find those "things". While my hand keep turn to the next pages of the novels, my mind was flashback all the memories we shared. After an hour, I still can't found it. I'm about to give up cause that "things" were no longer makes me happy to see it. It just me, that follow the voices in my deep of heart. He wants me to search for it at least I can be happy cause I kept it. Then, I looked at the right of the book shelves. Stared at t...