July 10, 9, 8, 7...

I really don't know. I guess it's all a status quo. We had good communication on these days I guess or I was fed up. I don't know. I will thrive to never again forget to write something here every day. Be it a good day or a bad day. I will write my heart out to help myself in the entire process that I am going through.

That feeling of unrequited love isn't easy especially when the one you've expected it from has fully shown devotion at the beginning. What was it? Will all the good morale go when the trying gets hard? Is everything so conditional? I guess so.