All I know is to tell how I feel.
All I know is to let this wall stained with my unsightly stories.
In actual, I have to admit this.
I was just jealous.
I was jealous because I thought we have feelings for each other.
I was jealous because I thought she's the cause for everything to wreck.
I was jealous.
It's hard to admit but somehow it's true.
But then, when I think again...
I just didn't know him well, and
I just didn't know her well.
I just know about myself.
I just don't know whether they were really match made in heaven.
I just don't know...and
I just don't know whether or not he is for me, and
Whether or not he is for her, and
Whether or not he'll be with someone else.
It isn't as small as this campus.
We are all going to that huge world outside.
And meet various kinds of people.
And when we are there.
We can't be sure whether we'll meet again or not.
We can't be sure that we are going to love like we do now.
It's all uncertain, real uncertain.
And because of that, I felt kind of...stupid.
I felt stupid because I have expectation.
I felt stupid, real stupid because I hate her.
I felt stupid for hating them.
Hatred is the worst feeling could ever happen in your heart.
It's the blackest acrylic you could paint in your canvas.
It's the dirtiest home to come back to.
It's the ugliest view of a picture.
It's worse than the stench of a corpse.
It's delighting to see everyone happy.
Especially my family and friends.
Thus...
I just hope that they can be as happy as before :)
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