This is for us girls.

This is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds them of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain and tears under their smiles and laughs all on a daily basis. The girls who wear their hearts on their sleeve. The girls who pray things will workout just once and they'll be satisfied. The girls who scream and cry into their pillows because the rest of the world fails to listen. The girls who have it hard but don't let anyone know that. The girls who may never have it easy. The girls who have so many secrets but will never tell a soul. The girls who have regrets and mistakes as a daily moral. The girls who don't always win, who may never win. The girls who stay up all night thinking about that one boy wondering if he'll ever notice her. The girls who get what they get and don't throw a fit. The girls who take life as it comes, hoping it'll get easier somewhere down the road. The girls who love with all their hearts but always get broken. This is for the real girls. This is for you.

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- I know we've encounter so much problem in our life. Learn to be strong enough. Try to cover our tears in a happy thoughts. Always think positive. This is just only a challenge of God to know how are strong we are to encounter and to solve it. Trust everyone. Forgive and forget. :)

Don't you know my love is here.

I know it's not good to see that someone is still holding on while the one you love moved on. Love is so unfair. You are free to love and yet your free to be loved. When, someone attract, Sparks fly. Once you feel the spark, you never get out of love.

Now, even though our love is gone. I still reminisce the memories that we have to. The fact that I still miss you. I still miss the laugh times and cry times that we've shared to. I miss the times that we travel together. I miss you hands. I miss your hug. I miss you jokes, I miss your touch. I MISS ALL OF YOU. I hope if I could turn back time. I promise to you, I'll love you eternally. But, I know I need to accept the fact that I should be moving on. Turn the next page and still author my life to make my story complete.

I accept the fact that I still want you back.

CHAPTER GOES ON. BUT STILL..... I keep holding on.