Today, I'm sitting in a cafe that's in the middle of city. Watch the sky falling down her tears. A cup of warm coffee for a friend in the rain. I'm in the bad mood today, but there was someone who called me and said "hi, you look very beautiful even though your face looks bad" and i smiled sweetly in response.

He resumed our conversation by saying "You're on your own" he said spountaneusly. “As you can see” I replied kindly. From there, we started getting to know each other. Sharing laughter, tears and everything. He's a figure you can very well Imagine. I became more cheerful and excited to live the days in Paris. He gave me too much passion and love. Until one day, he confessed his feelings. To be honest, I also have feelings for him, but I still hesitate to say it. Without further ado, I immediately accepted it. Our status from friends changes to boyfriend or someone special. We did a lot of things together, he was always there when I was sad or happy.