she figured it out

that maybe fate wins anyway.
well, why shouldnt it?
it takes control, at the end of the day.
i cannot fight it.

im a lover, not a fighter.

im like, what?
waiting for my verdict, that wasnt totally my fault.
i see it.
i saw the problems.
but i was only wrong to not solve it with the other earlier.
other than that, i still love him.
but loving isnt solving exactly, right?

so, i shall wait for my verdict.
our sentence to this invisible thing between us call love.
maybe it doesnt exist for the other already, i dont know.
but i shall wait patiently.
maybe the verdict may ultimately hurt meself,really.
i know i cant really take it.
but i've been through it for two hard times already.
this shall pass eventually, i believe it to be so.
because, fate wins anyway, and time is only its companion.
and i shall be its slave.
so, i shall wait for my verdict.

to me, working out is always better than giving up.
but i saw the pursue-withdraw symptoms.
to me, staying is better than leaving.
but i saw somewhere that people gave up for.
to me, to me?

loving is easy, maintaining is difficult.
and i cant do it alone.