Sometimes, people are blinded by the whole idea of love. They tend to do actions, make the wrong decisions, and feel the wrong emotions just because of a person. They tend to believe that love or being in love is a complicated thing, when the truth is, they are the complicated ones.

I once believed that the idea of love comes only from our imaginative minds-- that we have different concepts of love because we have different ways of thinking.

But more on that, all I know is I wouldn't waste my time for that crazy damn thing. 

But I guess fate doesn't agree with me.

Because I felt it myself...

When I met him, I didn't thought that I would love him this way.

I didn't know that I would be one of those people...

I didn't imagine that I can have my own idea of love and become overwhelmed by it..

I didn't know that loving him would turn me into a... er for love..