Sengsara.

You're sitting right infront of me. Those sweet conversation, those small laugh. Cuddling, romantic..Hands wrap her shoulder..

GOSH!

You never know how much it burden me. I can only pretend i don't mind. I can only pretend i don't give a damn. Pretending i didnt listen for any of your conversation. Pretending i didnt see those sweet cuddling.. Pretending i busy with my lappy. Pretending I'm having fun conversation with social network friend, smiling.. PRETENDing.

Invisible me even im in front of you. I was wondering if you have a bit of feeling on me, and because of the ego, you pretending like you don't.

Nahh. I just lying to myself. I definitely sure you have no feeling to me, AT ALL. But i lie to myself. Giving hope to myself. Shyda, you much too much love stories. The truth is the real. The real is not a dream.

And you are just a dreamer. Keep giving yourself a fake hope.

You end up with SENGSARA. The sengsara which you create. From the beginning until the end. Sengsara..