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Run for your life! Not run from your life! That’s what most people said to me when I was going down. Or just simply tired for what I’ve just faced on my trembling days. Just like yesterday. Truly, I never felt like that before; being captivated on such situation that pretty hard to be denied. No, I was not jealous. I was just curious. Worry, that’s for sure! I want to call her and tell her how much I love her. Gosh… the devil inside my chest was so amusing. Bad thoughts and bad feeling combined in my damn aging brain. I know I’m not young anymore. I should not be afraid. I supposed to belief her. Love means trust. That’s what my parents have taught me so far. Am I too possessive? Am I too arrogant? I don’t know. All I know is just I really miss her. I miss everything about her; her smell, her smile, her voice. I miss to hear her heart-beat, to watch her laughs, to feel her breath, and more… No! I’m not that so selfish… I’m just thirsty… Yes, her love is so mouthwatering my soul.