Kim, Kim Kibum. Yes, that is my name. There one thing that I wonder about other people. Why do they think that love is....wonderful, beautiful. I mean, I seriously don't get that at all. Love is a sickening thing. It can kill you and tear your heart apart. At other times, it can make you smile like you just can't help it and you look like a total fool when you're around your lover.

It also makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world, as you say for yourself. Then all of the sudden, that person makes you feel like the most horrible thing in the world. And you think about it all the time. You just can't believe what just happened and you try to get it out of your head. You want to say that it's a dream, but sadly it's reality.

The reason why I am talking about all about this junk is because of this guy that I met at the train station a few months ago. He was definitely the most retarded yet the most sweetest guy on Earth. He made me fall in love with him within 5 seconds after I've been chatting with him. He makes me laugh, cry, happy, sad, angry, mad...that was the time when I realized what love was. Love was all six of those things. It's suppose to be like that.

You don't expect love to be perfect all the time don't you? People like me describe it as terrible yet wonderful. People who don't have common sense, people who think that they have a perfect relationship are probably a gold digger. A real relationship is something like that. Yes, I'm not the luckiest person in the world, but that person made my heart beat like crazy every single time I see him. That person's name is Jonghyun. Kim Jonghyun. It was fate that I met him. He gave me all those six things. That train station is one memorable place.

Credits for the photos to: dianeperezosa and bluelover54327 :D