Second paper just ended.
Two more to go next week.
God is good, all the time.
I can do this.
Sometimes in life God let you lose someone to make you appreciate someone else even more.
To make you realise who's been there the whole time when your eyes were blinded and your mind was overwhelmed at that moment.
It's just a harsh wake up call.
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But doesn't our friendship mean anything to you?
Can't you see that I'm hurting? Can't you see it's not that I don't care? Can't you see that I played it cool and don't find you anymore is because I can't risk putting in my emotions again? Can I have an answer, please?
"Touching her was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you. Memorizing her was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song. Fighting with her was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there’s no right answer. Regretting her was like wishing you never found out love could be that strong.
Losing her was blue like I’d never known. Missing her was dark grey all alone. Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you've never met. But loving her was red. Loving her was red."