This is just a kind of diary about my crush, so enjoy if you want ;--) Nothing much to say tbh   

It's awesome how several months has passed.  I was loved, I was hurt, I break free and I move on.  This was the story of how the perfect relationship (that I thought It is) ended up painfully.  How would I moved on? I don't know too. I just thought, I should.  After all, He moved on. He says He doesn't love me anymore and so I needed to move on.  This was my story of how I surrender the love I felt, not because I needed to, but because I have to.