this is my confession~

this is my confession, a confession that being my spirit to keep living
a confession that i kept inside me for almost 2 years
a confession that to awuful to retell
well, it hurts to inside when you kept it inside and never told it to someone
i wish it still could be a secret

it all started 2 years ago, in the beginning of second year of junior high school
one day, i was having a lunch with my family when i saw him
a boy with his portable game
when i saw him, i recognize him, but i didn't know his name
i also forgot where i ever seen his face
but i never think about it

another week pass by, and i met him again in an exhibition
he was with that protable game again
and i wish i could know him better

another week pass by, another month walks by
well, i just known him as my classmate
and also my bestfriend
we had a chitchat together, a walk to remember
a movies to saw
and a test to walk togheter
and it never been that fun

well, this is the exciting part of my confesion
it was in the begining of the third year of junior high school, the last year
many people said, that the last must be the fun part, the exciting part, the happiest part
well, the disaster and also the begining of that fun part just began in that year

i confess to myself, but i can't find what to confess
then suddenly i felt something diffrent, something crazy, something mad, inside my heart
i don't know what it is until i discovered it
it was the feeling of LOVE

what was the meaning of love?
is it just a symbol of ♥?
or it's anything else?
i can't find it

there's one thing that i can regconize
i can't live without him
evethought i have ever been with another person
that person is less that a scum

now, a song that ever been heard never been hurt again
the words that ever hurt never hurts again
i've found you, and i won't let you go
i won't leave you whatever it takes

sometimes i feel hurt
when another comes to you
but you always can get rid of them

many people said that, "the higher you climb, more greater the wind"
well, that kind of quotes is reflecting what i'm feeling right now
yes, i'm jealous and i'm mad
also i'm crazy of waiting your promises
i'm so awful, that i can't get rid of myself
i can be a good hearer, but i can't be a good storyteller
i'd rather to keep all my problems for myself and find an answer to it

i very appriciete the helps of gc members, but sorry to gc members, i can't tell a story of myself
until i got my own story like all of you