I decided to stop making stories about Erika and Raka. You know why?

Because I don’t have the inspiration. I’ve never experienced loving someone and being loved in return. So how can I make up a story of such important event when one eventually trusts one’s life to someone who one doesn’t relate to. It’s important and weirdly sacred to me. I don’t wanna ruin it.

Why does the inspiration stop?

Because i stop falling in love with Raka. Sadly. Yeah, for people who’s sensitively romantic. But for me, well, the time has not come. Yet.

Well, okay, so i will continue writing, not about raka but about my own life and how i feel, hoping that someday one certain event will inspire me to write a good story *crossing finger*.

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