Victim
I’m not supposed to find for love. So, this is the love of my life. First, in a different environment, I’ve had an experience, it was fun, hurted, and gone. Closer come closer and closer in a different environment, I’ve had “true love” but broke because of an accident and I was ignore it. After that, I’ve had it twice but that was seems like a joke, it was strange weird and awkward and disappear. Third! It was fun, pleased, crazy, stupid, bastard things was happened to me by closeness. I really enjoy it with many battles in them. I felt so happy and loved it so much, too much indeed. I’d really like to help somebody and I knew I would have the gift. I always do my best, I’m waiting for that gift but, I was too crazy too much. I fell, I’ve got trapped in that things. That was so confusing and battles too much after all I held was happened. Damn! I really tired, I gave up and I thought that I would have a gift but, God, I was be a victim. I thought I do my best to catch my happiness. All I felt was hurt and sad. I was trying to be patience. After all, my tears was fall. Damn! You bastard!
