Right Arms?

There's someone out there. he used to be my everything. he treated me like I was his everything. He was always there when I need him. I was able to tell him everything. but he left me for a long time. He didn't notify me at all. Just walked away, disappeared. I tried to stand alone. fight everything on my own. nothing special. And I was missing him so much. I've been able to forget. But, guess what? He comes back. I felt like 'why when I already forgot him, he just came back as that easy. But, he tried to explain all the things went wrong. I started to trust him again. And I trusted him. He was telling me that when I'm not there with him, he miss me all along. and I believe it. what a weak girl I was. We used to talk everyday. Like the other boys, he always sent me a 'good morning text' and a 'good night text'. tell me who aren't happy, if a boy make her his special? or how it seems. I was too serious with this love story. I was carried away. I making him my everything too. We get better every time. He told me that he felt so comfort to tell me everything, I keep comprehend him in every situation. He told me that i was his best. But after all that he said, he left me again. for the second times. is that making any sense? I try to turn my brain and think harder and further. Now, I'm feeling stupid to be his doll. and I realized, he can pretending every time he wants. and I know what should I do, when he come back to me. as before. and right, he's come back. begging for other chances. you know, boy? I'm smarter right now. You're late (:

sometimes love doesn't make sense. but mix it with logic. you'll find the right arms to catch you.
I'm sorry if it's too long. #BasedOnTrueStory

Empty.

tried to take a picture of love. didn't think i'd miss him that much. i wanna fill this new frame, but it's empty. tried to write a letter in ink. it's been getting better i think. i got a piece of paper, but it's empty.
maybe, we're trying too hard. maybe we're torn apart. maybe the timing is beating our hearts. so, we're empty. and i've even woner if we should be getting under these sheets. we could lie in this bed, but it's empty.