Frightened Loneliness

If we can love someone so much...
How will we able to handle it the one day when we are separated...?
If being separated is a part of life and you know about separation well, 
Is it possible to love someone without being afraid of ever losing them...?
Or is it possible to live in entire life without loving anyone at all...?
and all I know just how bad loneliness feel...
I fear it will continue and getting worse... 
- A Thailand movie, titled Love in Siam -
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3 Times

Before you can grow up, you must fall in love three times. 
  1. Once, you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more. 
  2. You must fall in love with someone you believe is perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as anything less than you deserve.
  3. You must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be. 
And when you’re through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that hurt you, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that needed you the most. 
But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone wants to be loved.
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High School's Love Story

The wallpaper told about the high school lovers. There were two people who stayed in the school until late and share about everything. Then they were separated after the high school graduation. 

After years, they met again. The girl still remember that moment. The boy never knew that the one she like was him. He wonder if she like someone else.

Do you remember ? When we were in high school until late, you asked me if there's a boy I like. I told you it was him. I lied, cause it was you... -Nisa- 
The girl didn't have any courage to tell her feeling for the boy, while at the same time, the boy was waiting for her love. Such an ironic stories. But it may happened in someone's life.
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Move on, March

Don't look back the past just because you miss it. If it's really worth it, it wouldn't be behind you, but beside you..
I made this picture about one year ago. I made it by taking a picture of my teddy-bear in sofa, with the bicycle's wheel as the background. The wheel interpreted as the spinning of time. 

I  lined the photo using the new layer fill with combination black-orange, and change the layer mode into overlay. Then I blurred the background to illuminate the bear and the text. The atmosphere was warm, like in the dawn. Here is the real picture.

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A story from the scar (2/2)

There was a cozy place with the warm atmosphere inside while we walked in. I looked for many spots, and then finally I found where our old friends were. Three girls and two boys left the seat and greeted us. 

“It has been a long time since the fasting time”. I said to everyone.

“yeah, actually, did you two.. came together?” the girls asked with the” want-to-know” expression.

“ oh, yeah”. I said without looking at them, especially you.

“wow, where he picked you up?” they curious.

“oh, at my house” I answered.

“oh wow.. How did he knew about you house while we didn’t ever knew it? Am I missed something here?” The girls said. The other friends’re looking at us.

“ oh, no. Not at all, we’re just friends”. You said it.

I glance at you. They girls flirt with you. I ignored them and didn’t look at your expression. I kept busy with my phone. The conversations between my other friends’re going...
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A story from the scar (1/2)

I checked timeline. As always. But suddenly, I attracted by search button at the left of the timeline. And I didn’t know what led me to write that username in the search box. Then your profile appeared. The curiosity of what’s was in it pushed me to explored your timeline.

From your timeline, I found that you made a promise to hang out with our old friends. A class reunion, but just with some members. Somehow I wonder, will you tell me about the class reunion? Or you’ve already forget me? I didn’t expect too much since I know that you’ve never contact me for the late 5 months. Maybe you’ve already forget me at all. That’s what I think. But the short message from you surprised me.

”Hey, will you go to the class reunion?” 

“I will, but, would you pick me up?” I replied. 

A rhetoric question since I know the answer that you wouldn’t.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up at 10, still in the same address ?” you replied after for a while. 

Wow, I didn’t expect that you would, or even wonder if you still remember where my home was.

“Yes, still the same”. I end the conversation.

You really came to pick me up at 10.30, late as always. There’s many things to say since we didn’t have any contact for a long time...

“What about your study?” you opened the conversation.

“Just like always, what about you?” 

“Same, and I’m doing some online business” 

“Oh, how’s your business now?”

“Fine, but I’m too busy. If you have a waste of time, could you operate it? “ 

“Okay, I will, then how about your girlfriend?”

“We’re broke up”. You answered. 

I looked at your eyes through the spion. There’s sadness behind. I hurt when I see your eyes, like what you may feel after breaking up.

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