vineri, 11 martie 2011

Jurnal ( part. 12 )

I heard a story once, about a guy and a girl; that girl couldn`t see his feelings for her.
Or maybe she doesn`t care about it, then.

He`s missing her every day, and kept her in his mind, moment by moment.

But she was bored, and didn`t want him anymore.

Maybe the words of another stranger on the street, hugging someone else, mattered.

She couldn`t see the person who truly loves her; the person who should really matter.

Strangers were more important to her.

She wanted someone else to make her happy; and she chose another guy.

After a while, she realized how much she was wrong.

And the guy told me that no matter how much she cries now, it`s too late; he can`t forgive her.
It hurt him then; and still hurts him.
He told her that from now on, she can choose whoever she wants.

And now she has them all
.

Because life is beautiful, and she must have fun !
It was ironic.


Sometimes you have to let people, to realize where they make mistakes; hoping that they do.

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