Jealous

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Hey people there,

I just realized that I am a weak person, I can’t stay strong holding tears in my eyes. It had to be felt down somehow.

I said to myself, I am strong enough to stand on my two feet. I shouldn’t tell thing I have not face.
I thought that I have own braveness to face the day when a broken heart coming,
I don’t have the courage yet.

Suddenly, the days like changing a lot. A very different world waves me..
Tonight, I am fighting with my feeling, myself and my mind, the reality and my feeling..

Oh, so this is we call this feeling. Jealous.
That short word had just come and stayed in my heart and mind.
By the way, it makes me thirsty, really. Jealousity like held my breathe, it win at this battle. I lose my faith.

Tell me God, why I can’t never show my emotions out??
She is my best friend, but he is the man who’d been coloring my unfinished paintings.
And every time I hear his laugh, it’s more than enough to know that he enjoys the moment we made.
  and she is my friend, who’d been my best friend to go through the days.

Tell me God, where I can throw this feeling away. Send me an angel to guide me where to go, to leave the feeling if it does not have willing to be tossed.

Honestly, I want him to be mine.

Blowing shouts, kicking gravels, or hitting the walls; it’s not breakeven.

Okay, enough!! I hate this childish moment. I hate this tears. I hate to take this on the timeline. I hate ..