Thousand Feelings

I'm baaaaaackk~~~

This time, I want to write about feelings.

Feelings?

What is the meaning of it?

Feelings are what you feel inside every one of you. Feelings are great, it shows us about what we feel, what we trying to show to people.

But let's take it back to when I promise to you to write about my weird dream. Let's talk about it first.

The truth is, I can explain about this dream in a sentence. A sentence.

"I dreamed about my boyfriend ex. I dreamed about us getting back together."

I know it's not that weird, but you know....it feels like it.

I just don't like waking up and knowing that those are not true, that's just a dream.

(damn, i feel eerie while I'm writing this)

That dream makes me nervous. Everytime I'm going back to bed I always think about it. Now all I can do is just missing him, without knowing about his feelings. But I bet he doesn't care. At all. He got a new girl anyway.

I think it's just so pathetic. I am pathetic, I guess.

Girls likely talk about feelings to their bestfriends. I do it too. I'm not sure, but I bet that's not how boys do it. I always thinking, "How the hell boys can moving on so freakin fast?" While girls can't leave memories.

And at this point, at this time, I really miss him. I can't talk to anyone about it because no one care. No one ever care. He's my first boyfriend (I hope it doesn't sound so cheesy) and I love him, I do. Maybe a little less now, but seriously I still thinking about him sometimes  all the time.

He can laid his eyes on me (He did it today at school for about 3 seconds). 

I hope he knows how much he hurts me.

I hope he knows how much I love him when he's hurting me that way.

And fellas, I beg you,

Do not ever screw people feelings. You don't have the rights to control it. Think before you speak. Just......think.