There was a stranger that I never thought would come in my life. A stranger who is the total opposite of me. A stranger that I can just have in my life but I couldn't literally have in my arms. A stranger, I thought I would never met and would turn my life upside down, just as easy as like that.
The paradise that I was once thought my solemn life--my paradise that I couldn't ask any better because it was already enough for me for whatever it was then. I have sense of familiarity that is why. But, the stranger came and my paradise didn't last--just as what is happening inside my chest. It is having a somersault and already in havoc. The tranquil paradise that I was once had then was never been the same again. It was like, it was never enough for me now. It was never familiar to me... never in my life that I would asked for more. That I would asked that stranger for me... only for me.
Little did I know, I'm not doing anything for my paradise. I was quite overwhelmed with the things inside me. I'm not doing anything to stop my silliness. I'm just allowing that stranger to move around my surroundings up to my humiliation and to my embarrassment, that stranger was already done to express clearly that him-being the stranger of my life has nothing to do with me. I felt pathetic so I'm denying to death that I'm never in love with him because I am already barred to have bond with him or to dig deeper, to be in love with him because what the hell he cares anyway? So....was that the end of this? Nope. Like I said, I'm not doing anything... for now. Life isn't just stopping unless you have that stranger--that turned to be your someone who will be staying beside you, FOREVER.