today i saw someone wrote a letter for her man on my newsfeed. there she said, "when i'm with you i'm happy to be alive."

i'm not always the happiest person on earth when i'm with you, but my heart knows that i've always feel and until now, remember clearly how lucky i was.

you were my luck at a moment. you'd been my dream. i used to see no one other than you, feel nothing if it's not you, and barely can't be happy without you.

after our last call, i was doing so good at living my life, such fine expression that i almost believe that my youth lied to me, that i hadn't fallen for you and that we were just euphoria.

guess i was wrong then.

i'm being selfish to write this at the place that you can see, yet for some reason i don't stop. not that i want us to be back, i hope you're happy rn. you should be. just please don't let sadness touch you, it breaks my heart that there's nothing i can do about it.

be a princess. the life of a princess ain't flower road, but prince charming and happy ending will come embrace her in a fairy tale.

and this life loves her.

just like i did.