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ok first of all, some of you might get it weird because since I'm writing about love?? Like hello ? Did you knocked your head somewhere ?

Well this is one of the effects when you watched too many dramas and sad movies.

lol

Okay starting off, I would like to quote something about 'love' from a movie "A Walk to Remember" I HELLA RECOMMENDED IT BECAUSE IT'S BEAUTIFUL <3

Love is always patient and kind. It was never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and it is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people sins but delights in the truth. It's always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes.

I did a few researches and turns out some of it sounds like a part of the Bible.

But, this is what I concluded about the topic.

Love is like a coffee. It could get addictive that people need it every morning or sometimes every single drink they could get. Some like it cold, some like it hot. Many favored hot love or should I call a happy love, but there are a few in some cases, like it cold. They like it cold especially when they have lost the person they cherish so bad and it remains to be painful and cold but they could never let go.

Every person has their own taste for coffee as it has many type; cappuccino, latte, mocha, espresso and you name the others. Espresso is well know for its bitterness. Some like it bitter, some like it bitter-sweet. Depends on the person who consuming the coffee. It has it's own recipes to make the perfect coffee depends on the person. Sugar, cream, the coffee itself, it must be measured perfectly according to the person taste to get the perfect coffee. Unbalanced recipe might wavers the person heart. Just like love, every love require trust, responsibility, honesty and etc. Some people could wavered their heart with the unbalanced requirement of love. Every one is different. Every one need different level of each recipe to require love because we lived in a different background. Some could accept it slowly (the changes) some could throw it away like that easily.

 Heart is easily wavered that's why. Like coffee, if we are constantly consuming a coffee from the same shop every day, but then the taste changed. Some of us could be okay with the change but some will never come the shop again, or they will change their daily coffee to another one (change the person who they love). In some cases, they are person who embraced love and failed. The fear of getting forgotten and abandoned, broken-heart. They went to get coffee with a high hope that it would be delicious, but turn out it's bad, or horrifying. Some of them tried hard to drink again, trying another type of coffee but it never work. Some of them stop at the first try. Just like love.

There are people who can only smell the coffee and couldn't drink it. Maybe because of allergy or they would just get sick of it. There are person who can witness love countless time, but they never get the chance for themselves.

Because that is just how life works.










*blows off dusty blog*

I'm back after 2 years, Pretty much I'll say, I'm whole new different person now. Why ? Time changed me, but memories kept the same. Matured is not the right word to describe but ; grown up is a more accurate phrase (?) because how can I be mature with this ? At least I can sort out things better than the old me. Every one grows up but with different directions of course. A lot of things have been bugging my mind lately but I can't resolve it; not by talking but by writing. One of my friends bought up the bloggy thing and I eventually find where to resolve my thoughts.

So, where should I begin......

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I'm making line bcs it will be a different stuff to talk about. Years passing by and I encountered a lot of things, wether it's nice or bad it all leave a deep wounded scar, huge mess of confusion, happiness, those thing could change. From a scar to a happiness or vice versa. People change but memories doesn't yes, but the way we reminiscing the memories will change; eventually. I noticed that I became a quite different person. I became rather quiet, not wanted to be disturb so much, hate noises and wanted to be in a peace situation most of the time. There were time that I had to confronted with people ; relatives, friends moreover strangers .. I became.....incredibly awkward. My mouth shut tight, my eyes kept evading contacts, wanted to avoid all sorts of conversations and etc. RIP social skill really lol. I'm keen to be with my laptop or source of internet most of the time. At first, it's an escapism from the real world, but now this escapism is my world. It's not I'm addictive af but it's just I rather be alone and not be disturb. I speak, through mind not words. I became scared. What if I said something wrong ? What if I did something weird ? Why am I even talking about this ? Do you need to ask this ? Can you shut up ? All those unnecessary thoughts flows constantly. Bad or good judge me. You got your points I got mine. Everyone wins because we could never understand someone's life bcs simply it's not yours.

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2 years ago, in a class my teacher said "Do you believe in bestfriends ? Like do they really exists ? Friends who you cherish for a long time ?" Those words bugged me up untill now. Back then, I disagree her words. Like why ? Don't you have one ? And apparently I understand now. Bestfriends are very rare indeed. Those who will stay with you with all bittersweet moments, never talk ill of you, evade all sorts of misunderstanding, never make you mad or if it happens will feel burdened through time and apologize. That is my understanding of a 'best friend' People come and go, and they changed. So much thing changed that you can't even notice you are changing. I say this to myself not to the others. It's not that I'm abandoned, nor abandoning people.

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Truth hurts, but living in lies are more painful. We all just need the courage to do something.