the violet hour

she is reading The Diary of a Wimpy Kid to kill her time from thinking about him. but then she end up thinking about him more than concentrate reading the book. why? because it is his.

she try to listen to some random song like The Violet Hour so she could stop thinking about him. and again she only think about him more because the more she listen to that song, the more sense coming to her how that song talking about a person like him.

she decided to cook a carbonara today so when she eat, she won't think about him that much. actually, that is the stupidest thing she ever do. why? because spaghetti really bond them in some way that nobody will understand.

she then facebooking to connect to the outside world so she can talk to her friends. hoping she won't think about him anymore. she was wrong when all she did is browsing his profile and keep starring at his picture.

finally she write a new entry in her blog to let her mind free from his vision. but again, she was wrong. why? because here she is writing about him over and over again...;)

poor her

p/s: in the dark you tell me of a flower
that only bloom in the violet hour...