What is love?

I fell in love again, but I fell in love with someone I couldn't have.

And still, I believe in love. 

People all around me, even the most shy-est person, are seem to be having a great love life, 

and then there's me, who find solace in whatever that comes my way.

I finally met someone who cares for me unlike any other, but due to the busyness of a student, we start to drift apart.

Or at least, that is what I am feeling right now. 

Maybe I'm just tired of being alone, taking care of other people and all. 

But I still believe, that if the most shy-est person can found love, I will found mine.

Someday, I hope. 

I just gotta believe.