When I was young, I thought love is all about feeling good and comfortable with this person, no worries, no pain. and I thought the love we shared together, last for eternity. Never-ending.

but when I grew older with time, the surrounding environment and people make me look at things wider and even much more different, and also the decision I need to make have to be thought twice and carefully decided. Yet, I never did notice that until, I lose something I love.


Love isn't as simple as I think. So much complicated.

Human's greed and selfishness.

Perhaps, its the stages of life? Maybe, when I reach the age of 70s and 80s.
Love will be much more simple than it seems to be.

I'd rather kill my time, doing things that I love,right now. than going around looking for the next "him". I believe fate will brings us together.