AUTUMNOLIC

Lesson.

Life is full of precious lessons. As love grabs you, you will find many critical moments to explore. Through love, you learn:

1. How to decide wisely when you're in the mid of hell and heaven.
2. How to love somebody and survive to avoid another one being exist
between you.
3. How to understand love's negativeness and positiveness.
4. How to learn positioning yourself in one particular love.
5. How to be the responsible one for someone on your shoulder.
6. How to appreciate your honey and yourself.
7. How to be strong when you're living alone.
8. How to solve personal matters as you're hurt by love.
And many more...

But when you're hurt by love, try listening these tracks and explode yourself as you have to cry. Feel the touch and the impression that you'll get. Perhaps you can beat your broken heart.

1. "Home" - Michael Buble
2. "On Bended Knee" - Boyz II Men
3. "Swear" - All 4 One
4. "More Than Words" - Extreme
5. "If You're Not the One" - Daniel Bedingfield
6. "Reflection" - Christina Aguilera
7. "Unbreak My Heart" - Toni Braxton
8. "Soledad" - Westlife
9. "Hero" - Mariah Carey
10."It Hurts" - Angels and Airwaves

The purpose listening to these songs, whether you feel strange or not, is to defeat the darkest days of your life. Tell the world that you're not dead; you'll be alive no matter you stuck. Tell yourself that you can find somebody better than before. Just follow your heart and stop dreaming something isn't there. Enough having yourself locked in the coldest room. Try to feel the warmth of today. Never give up!

Summer.
Fall.
Winter.
Autumn.

They're life. They're also like love. Everybody has different taste for love.

If you're sad, feel the sun in the Summer.
If you're happy, sense the falling leaves of the Fall.
If you're dry, feel every bit of tears of the Winter.
If you're down, sense the blooming flowers of the Autumn.

Sometimes, love is like mountain. Too high to reach. Too high when you fall to the ground.

Love is also like streets. Too many obstacles to find the right point. Too many branches to follow.

Often, love is like home. The safe place to rest. You come and go away. The sweetest room to stay.

In the past, I'd ever be someone who hated love.

For now, the half of my life is through love.

The next, I don't have any idea about love. I let it going like river blows. I can't see the thing inside a big stone. Now is now. Future is later, anyway.

Look inside your heart. Could you hate love? A little thing that makes everything different and so special?

Hate love like you intend to kill someone you hate so much. It happens when you are hurt by love. Hate it until you cry. Let anything that hurts you going outside.

You can feel every little memory. Both sweet and bad memories. A sequence of mistakes, confidence, leisure, and many more. That's love.

You can't forget it; the hardest way you could take. You can say, it's really gone. But, anyway, it's not really gone. It remains little in your heart as another precious experience that's useful when you face your life in the future.

That's love.