My life has been tormented with lovelife at the time I fell in love with the one that I want. Myself has been prisoned towards our relationship. I never cared for anyone. I always put myself to priorities with the one I love most. I almost feel weak everytime he feels uncomfortable to me. He was the love of my life.
Why would I always trust him? After all the times I had given to him? After all the sacrifices I had made for him? With all these, he never had generosity for the love I gave to him. After all who am I to expect the return of love? A man is always pretentious for everything. Expecting too much would hurt you a lot. As I would reminisce every single bit of experience I had for him, I am no confident anymore. To love, that is...
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