I imaged that someday I would marry a philosopher. He was an intelligent person and a wise person. He was not
a professor but he was a person that would love me so much. He was also a man
who every body liked. I always doubt what I see and what I heard. I just tried
to be strong when my freedoms end. He promised he would always love me forever.
It made me speechless. He was really good at praised me. Of course it because
he was an Oxford M.A.
Unfortunately, day by day he became
different. He was not like person I knew in the past any more. I think my dream
was broken. He always belittled me because he thoughts he was smarter than I
was. Because of that, I think I wanted to break up with him. However, I got confuse
again when he came to me and some how he could make me fall in love again with
him.
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