Love itself is obvious.You meet, love, part ways, get hurt and you meet again. I bet people get married because they're tired of repeating those things.

Most people will change, weather it's for the good or bad

It's not because I like him. I'm just disappointed. Disappointed in love.

Just now, at the hotel, I saw one man having an affair. He's not even my husband. He's another woman's husband. Weather or not he has an affair, is none of my business. But what am I feeling so sad. Really...