Once again, melancholy set foot into my heart. At 4am, I finished watching summer snow, a rather old jap drama. In a nutshell, this is really a nice show. Not as tear jerking compared to Stairway to Heaven. However, it is really a show with great depth. It depicts kinship at its best, and that true love still exists. That's all that matters isn't it?
People around me always wonder why I am single. They often think that I have plenty of close girl-friends, so I should have no difficulty in getting into a relationship. Sad to say, they don't know me well. Maybe my usual behaviour may give people the wrong impression that I am a Don Juan. How long have I wished for a girl of my dreams. A girl that understands me, loves me, and will be with me forever. A girl that appeared in my life when I was in secondary 2, a girl that I thought was the one. I was wrong...so wrong... Right now, past memories of my efforts are flowing through my mind, so smoothly, yet so hurting. The girl who brought me pain, not love. Does she know? I think not. Does she care? I think not too. She seems to be leading a happy life. Should I be jealous? Or happy? I don't know.
Back to reality. Tomorrow will be a better day. Ya rite...
