It has been a while since I posted something in this blog. I may have been too busy. I may have been too tired. But, the truth is I lost the reason for writing. I can no longer find the mood for poetry. Something is missing. I am no longer sad.
For the past years, I have been in a war of feelings. I fell in love, got broken, woke up, met strangers, fell in love again, and got broken again. I have been in that cycle for too long that I forgot how it really feels like to be genuinely happy. And no, I'm not married nor dating. I'm still single. And though I know that it is a common alibi of most single people, but still, yes, I am happy.
This year, I found friends who taught me that one can be happy even without a partner you have to text all day, have dates on weekends, have someone to say that he loves you. Though, I would be a lot happier if I have that kind of someone, but these people I am with gave me a reason to be contented and to wait.
