nothing...

I don't want to say it but sometimes i wish that you could be different from what you are now... But i have to say it.. Don't i love you for what you are ? I don't know. If i'm happy today, it's just because of myself. Just as i think, we create our own happiness just like we dig for our own sadness. Briefly, i mean.. someday i decide to be happy just like someday i decide not to be. I know it's so stupid, but it's true. It's late night now, i'm probably tired. I find myself every night thinking about the same thing. US. Where are we going being like this ? I don't know... Am i digging for sadness once again ?