I remember when I had my first broken heart. It felt like the end-of-the-world thing, so painful & sad. I cried almost everyday. In school, every night, every time i think about it tears just fall down on my cheeks. There are times in school that I would just hug a friend or hide my face just so i could hide myself to him from crying. And my friends always remind me that I shouldn't act that way. I wasn't the one who gave up, he did. I was torn apart that moment. The hardest thing about breaking up is that all of your dreams, everything you hope for and wanted to do in your life will be changed. All of your dreams that you have been built with that person will never come true. That's reality, and after that is moving on. I lost my spark and my own sunshine. And then there comes my best friend. He's not really prince charming but more like my knight in shining armor. Since well he was the one who healed my broken heart. I felt much better ever since. I decided that i should be back at the game. I flirted and dated couple of guys. But I have no interest in having a serious relationship. I just wanted to have some fun an patch up my heart using boys around me. I felt so guilty about what i'm doing to my best friend. He was the one who tried , fought , waited for 3 years. But it wasn't enough he's not just the one form me. He's just a best friend to me. I'm not feeling the same way he felt towards me. Of course I felt bad for keeping his hopes high for the both of us. I tried to love him but it doesn't feet right. I really think he deserves someone who will love him whole heartedly. That's why I let him go.
And then I felt like I had always wished for someone who would make me happy, treat me the way I deserve to be treated, and love me the way that I would love them. That wish had never come true until I met you, and then suddenly, I had this feeling rush over me, and then I knew. You were the one, you were the one that I had been wishing for, and it finally came true. And for that, I started believing in love again.
That girl ♥
- Inna , la ballerine
- They call her Inna. She's a junior high school student. She's doing everything to make her family proud.She's not and never will be perfect. But she want things to go perfectly. She loves to talk even though sometimes she doesn't know that she's not making sense anymore. Some people thought that she's fragile but the truth is she really thinks she's more than that. She's naive. She's no fun at all. She's reckless. She is a contradiction of herself. Maybe a hypocrite. Maybe confused She is not afraid to stand up for what she believes in yet not brave enough to face the world alone. She always expect that happy endings exist. And a ballerina, who's insane over SF.
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