percakapan jiwa

Please don’t asked about it if you don’t understand what I said

I am twenty years old girl. Cute enough, sweet enough, smart enough, naughty enough

And you fell in love to me

Until you know me better

Until you fell that I was not like you were thinking before

Until you know my less

Until you bored with my less

Until you think that I am not good enough for you

You blame me

You think I am jerk--Who is the real jerk???

Then you blame me (again)

Until I fell that there is wrong with me

Until I blame my self

Until there is no space for me to lift my head and my confidence

 Then you try to explain as slowly as you try that you had done a big Mistake to fell in love with a girl that not same as you imagine that not seems what you like at the first time you knew her

You forget every single nice word that you have delivered to me

What a poor girl

And I do not have to say anything because I will busy to check my soul

And my brain and my heart

Are they complete??

Are they okay??

Are they broke?

Do I have to fix them?

Or do I can fix them??

And I will remember one sentence of a Bollywood movie “all is well”!

All is well...all is well...All is well...

I repeated!