Move on... Err, again?

Finally, I could really move on. After 1 year and 9 months, I think. It's quite a long time.

Before I entered to college life, I think that I'll be able to get out from me feeling to the memories, and obviously it's true.

I don't know why.. maybe because I've found another guy that I liked, or maybe because I had many things to think about till make me have no time to keep thinking of those memories. No matter what's the reason, the matter is I've move on.

I know that the soldier was already moving on long time ago. In fact, it might be a stupid thing to talk about this matter again, especially for the soldier. So I've no regret, nor felt sinful to step forward too. After a period of hard time that both of us have been through, now it's time for us to get a happy, realistic life.

Still, those memories won't be faded, it'll always be a part of my life, my heart, and my memories.

It's like... The soldier is my special memories, the kindhearted man is my promising reality.

. =)



*don't misunderstood! I'm still single but I don't think I'm available. ;)