*-* Late Note *-*

Yesterday? I don't know~ Something happen and I'm feeling sad when she's not there. I got myself home with a fake smile and went to my study table and think... I can't believe I had no tears for it. Well, just nothing big deal but it was to me. That day I received my award as an official photographer of my school. Lots of people clap and I'm proud of it. On the stage I stand without awkward anymore. Well people are looking at me that time and all I hear was my name titled as the school photographer... Too bad she didn't saw that. However I made a clear decision and won't regret of it. I don't care a damn thing about her anymore. She just maybe not right for me. Not at all.

I believe one of my friend said... I deserve a better one~

' I thought I might find my end of it,
At the end I pretend it didn't happen,
I thought I might love to hear her voice,
But I hate to hear what she said,
Nothing than a selfish word.

I lay my love senselessly to her,
And she was a heartless rock,
That pushing me to break the damn craps,
But luckily I'm brave enough to stand for it,
And not stupid enough to break it,
Because it unbreakable,
But she can destroys it,
By herself.

I'm glad to see her text,
But I'm sad to read her note,
I'm happy to her smile,
But I sad to see her mad,
What she mad of is nothing right,
Not making any sense at all.

I seems like a pathetic,
Trying on and on to be loved,
Finally she's the one trying to be loved,
But I'm the one who lay this love,
Senselessly to the shadow of her.

I thought it could be better,
If I tell her how much I love her,
And I thought it might be better,
If I didn't love someone that didn't reply,
However its equal now,
And its nothing than a senseless love note,
That didn't reach the theme,
But it reaches the end of it,
And this love story is a note book,
Ends with no last page. '


Liz~
Color told us, our personality, and color told us, the unique of the name,
And this note color, telling who she is