1:20 am (DT)
Daisy: Ken-ken :(
1:21 am (DT)
Daisy: I can't sleep :<
1:22 am (DT)
Daisy: It's our fifth day of not chatting :)
1:23 am (DT)
Daisy: I know that you'll soon talk to me :)
1:25 am (DT)
Daisy: By the way, I made a short story ^^
1:26 am (DT)
Daisy: Title? 'Game Over'
1:27 am (DT)
Daisy: You ready?
1:28 am (DT)
Daisy: I'll type it ^_____^
1:30 am (DT)
Daisy:
I have to face the reality. The reality that...you're not mine.
Daisy:
That I don't have the right to be jealous now. That...I don't have the right to guide you in every move you can do. That I don't have the right to wipe your tears whenever you're watching a drama series. That I don't have the right to be with you whenever you're alone.
Daisy:
Because there's someone else who can do that, better than I did.
Daisy:
Someone else who can make you laugh much better.
Daisy:
Someone else who can do better that wipe your tears.
Daisy:
Someone else who can be with you and may not gonna leave you alone.
Daisy:
Someone else who can hug you much longer. Much tighter.
Daisy:
And someone else who can love you more than I do.
Daisy:
Therefore I've realized that...all this time I'm just your rebound. I'm just your stupid clown. I'm just your old friend. I'm just a damn girl who can catch you up whenever you're alone. Whenever you think about her.
Daisy:
I'm just stupid.
Daisy:
I'm just the one who gave the meaning of all those stuffs.
Daisy:
I'm just the one who hopes that we're meant for each other.
Daisy:
But now, the feeling is not mutual.
Daisy:
I love you, but you love her.
Daisy:
You chose her, and not me.
Daisy:
I don't know where to start again.
Daisy:
Because all this time,
Daisy:
It's already finished.
Daisy:
Its Game Over.
2:23 am (DT)
Daisy: I'm sorry π^π
2:24 am (DT)
Daisy: I miss you so badly :'<
2:25 am (DT)
Daisy: Come back to me hubby :'<
2:26 am (DT)
Daisy: Come back :'(
2:30 am (DT)
Daisy: Please. :'(
Seen 2:35 am (DT)
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An Online Love Story
FanfictionA fan and a famous dancer. A simple fan who dreamt that someday, his Idol knew that she existed. A famous dancer who hoped that someday, there will be someone who'd understand him. An unexpected conversation. In different place,and in different ti...
