Cinta habis di orang lama is the dumbest propaganda ever. Love doesn’t just vanish when someone leaves; it mutates, it rebirths, it finds new skin to live in. There’s always more love to give and always another kind of love waiting to find you.
I lied. I actually want to be loved and I love to love. My trauma and my past didn't define my love and my genuine ability to love. I always believe I was made and born to love and be loved. I know I deserve a genuine love, because I simply exist.