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Art (part n)

The night is becoming my enemy right now. It is collided between what I feel deep in the heart and what I think deep in the mind. I do live in world that is no fairytale exist.

Pathethic.

Human lives by expecting on someone else, thus they expect too high. When she / he can not be something or someone they wished to be, they get mad. You will be nagged every single hours, hearing those non stop harsh words. Are we wrong for being here? To live in this same world and to breathe the same air?

Deep in the mind, I hate to live in this world. I hate to grow up. I hate to have a lot of responsibilities. I just want to be kids again. To play all day long until you run out of air, and just ignore the adults words without getting worry.

But in the other side,

Lately for the past 6 months, I have found a new inspiration. Of someone that I don't brave to say out loud. Of someone that easily slips to become the new art. He is the most beautiful art, a thing that easily distract me from him. The one thing that ruined both of my mind and my heart. As much as I want to resist it, it will come again naturally.

I don't know what should I do.

It is getting me nervous day by day, and it is already months.

This is the real definition of loving from afar.

Lol, love is such a danger word. I think this is not a love, yet. This is only me who adore him from afar.

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