pretty much I have nothing to say in this journal. Im just trying out if I can put something in here..
Maybe a poem will help.
created by me, entitled "a Love that Never was"
and here it goes..

He thought she could love him,
as she thought he could love her more.
She thought she can love him forever,
He thought the same for her.

But all of these are just a drawing;
a drawing in a piece of paper,
a paper that can be torn:
It can even burn into ashes.

But the ashes will remain,
It will remain as a reminder of the past,
A past that can’t lead to the future,
To a future that doesn’t even exist.

His love is like a torn paper,
it still exists but scattered.
It can be put together piece by piece,
but it will never be the same love again.

They live their love on false hopes.
They think for tomorrow rather than today,
but there’s no relationship between them.
Both of them are dreaming awake.

He still live in fantasy,
she is ready to face reality.
Both of them are blinded by deception.
Destiny had deceived them.

She now realize that she love him not;
her desire to see him had vanished.
She didn’t keep her promise,
But that promise was never created.

She tells him the whole truth;
He didn’t accept it at first.
She asks him why, he didn’t answer.
He turns back and ran away.

He asks himself why.
Why he didn’t say he loves her at first.
Why he didn’t accept the truth.
Why he ran away from reality.

He stops for a moment,
Clear his mind and heart.
He asks himself again,
does he really love her?

He went back to her;
He held her hand to his heart.
She felt the beat of his heart,
but that is not for her.

He finally realizes and accepts the truth.
They smiled to each other,
then turn back and walk the opposite direction.
They walk away without looking back.

Neither hard feelings nor regrets,
Nor pain, nor tears in the eyes.
They finally live in reality
and realize their love doesn’t exist.