Fortunately, things are getting better. Last week, Feburary 26, it was worse. Fortunately this week, it had become better. Maybe because I tried to be the strongest that I can, or maybe because I felt his presence more in my life. It was as if he lifted me up these days, and thanks to him, I’m better now. I love him. Very very much. Oh well, I guess this is love. And I guess I’m officially in love. For the first time.

Love is really making me crazy. It’s like this medicine that I should have 3 times a day to make me feel better. It’s like a drug, preferrably. His love is my drug, just like what Kesha said. And since I am officially in love, I vow to not give this love up.

Questions:
Are you in love?
When was your first time to be in love?
Do you vow not to give your love up?

And so is love. I’m currently suffering from this love syndrome– and I can’t explain it at all. You can read my past ramblings ( here ) & ( here ). I’m not neglecting this blog, okay? I’m just too tired from my life and sometimes I want to escape from this soul. Or maybe, die. But no, it won’t solve my problem.

If you want to know my problem, comment here and I’ll share it on my next post.