“Hope is a universal language.”
Awhile ago, my friends and I had dinner. We had a great conversation (as usual). However, I felt that something is missing inside of me. I don’t know who…I don’t know what…I don’t know exactly.
I guess that’s the part of being on a situation where you tend to keep something that certainly needs to be heard but you just don’t have the courage.
When I was at home, my friend told me to open my heart to someone else instead of waiting for someone who doesn’t give a damn.
Eventually I will, but not now…I just can’t…Whatever my reason is, no one will understand…