Midnight thought

I just can't sleep... even though I have a busy night in cafe.

Thinking about many many stuffs with my eyes wide open. Thinking about... does he serious about getting marry? Does he love his ego more than me? Does he really care about his friends more than me? Does a diamond ring really worth for me to stay with him forever? Does he really... love me?

I know, you might think I'm silly to think about all these meaningless questions over and over again. Sometimes, I just wish that I can be a dumb girl... so that I can help him to save his pride/face... but too bad, I'm not good at pretending.

This is me. What you see is what you get. Suddenly I just realized that the reason why I can't stop thinking about all these questions is... I was hurt. Hurt. What a big word!

Guess if you really love me, maybe you shouldn't judge me with your so-called 'friends'.