She was the one who made me belive in happiness.
She was the one who was there two years ago,
With me.
And now,
I think she dosen't need me anymore.
Well, yes.
She comes back when she's crying,
And I'm the one who conforts her,
But after this,
She just runs away.
But, what about me?
What if I'M sad?
What if I'M crying.
Nothing.

I call this a game.
She's playing with me.
And I let her.
Cause I know Karma will take care of her.

Hanna says it: Sometimes you poke the bear. Other times, the bear pokes you."

it conforts me in time of need
why should i stop of what makes me
feel good? should I? or not?
it something to think about when your not focused on yourself..

Letting the breeze kissed my face and my neck made it feel good...that night was calm and soothing... the perfect night.. all the darkness and mysteries of the night became my comfort.. breathing in that refreshing air made me happy and nothing is worth ruining my moments... those sweet and fresh breeze played with my hair and hold me like no one did before.. if i could describe that beautiful wind, i would call it in one word.... “peacefulness”.. it brought me all the happiness and confort that i deserve and this is the kind of company that ive been longing for... so much loneliness yet nothing feel discomfort... that silence became my happiness and made me forget that cruel world full of selfish people... that night gave me all the gentleness that I’ve been dying for..that  fresh wind conforts me and brought the best in me.. that’s what i derserve, some comfort and some loneliness