What kind of love?

For feeling that sometime hard to describe in words.
For words that are hard to describe the inner feeling.

No matter how many times we had talked about it, things just turned up again & again. Is it really that hard to understand it? Is it really that hard to understand me in person?


For the night, I can't stop thinking about it, about you and even me myself. The stubbornness, stupidity and other whatsoever negativity filled up all over my mind. For once I.. or to be honest, is not the first time this thought coming into my mind. And lots and lots of courage needed to put on shoulder to make that one first step. Yet before that, is it the right choice?

Sometime I do regret for what all this started. Look at now. I feel hopeless, I'm lost.. What should I do? What kind of love I'm in?