Tick,tick,tick,and the magic's just gone on time. So cruel,and never late.
12:30 am, 12, 18.
I shot on the door and ran into the bathroom ready to shower. That is an excuse, something just I understand.
So I washed my face, looking into the familiar face in the mirror. When the water flew through my cheeks, my tears followed, and gone without noise.
Yesterday is my birthday. And that's my first time sharing this day with my boy friend. But the worst feelings I got on that spot, like who is crying to the mirror.
I am childish. Maybe too much respection always drives one into the worst situation. If I were Cinderala, I guessed there was never glass shoes, even yes, I will never put it on. Because, the time had gone.
I think I had missed something very very meaningful, very very important to me. That's you, that's me, that's my fantastic dream for this day, for you.
Women are always inevitably childish, and always greed for love. Men are always innocent, forgetable about their promises for their "must" kidding.
How much I have learned from men, how much I realized I am a greed woman. How much neglective I try to be, how much I care what he didn't.
What's wrong?
Maybe the god never made human fairly, or never thouhgt about about that. SO women always complain and cry and finallly succumb. For there is nothing worse. SO men always confuse, and finally get their ways to live.
What's wrong with men and women?
What the hell wrong with me?
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