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Ada Apa Dengan Cinta

If you know my story, or if this blog still has the original entries, you sure do know that how excited I'd be with the second part of this movie. Yes as per the title.
Of cuz it was related with my old man. The ex. Not that we used to go to a movie and watched it together, it was my fave even before I met him.

Then when we were met, I shared to him all of my fave things. Including this, also the song Tentang Seseorang which I played in the background of our phone conversation in the wee hours.
I have no idea when it became his favorite as well. But I know when he started to call me Cinta. Just like the main cast name.

Just Lyke the movie, our relationship suddenly ended. I had hard times trying to forget him. Attempting to accept a new guy in my heart was really hard, and moving on?? He was indeed, my first love.

And just like the movie too, we had our second chances. And toward the end, I really believe that, that was love. I was in love, he loves me. That was the closure of the past and the beginning of our future. Together.

And again I was wrong, it wasn't. We were not meant to be together.  And I believe, there were never love. There were nothing. I never fell in love.

Indeed I was fallen. And I don't miss him. No,

I just miss to be in love again. And so far, nobody worth it. I'm egois.


I don't like the movie. The second part.




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