Written last October 28, 2009.
"On this day, I want to be happy. I want to feel his love even if it’s not real or even if it’s just love for a best friend. I know it’s a reverse situation. I can never bring again the past that he had liked me before. I just can only admit that it’s me who likes him now and I have no idea if he still feels the same way too. I should not expect, never.
Each and every day, my feelings for him grow stronger. Whether I am with him or I am alone missing him. I don’t know exactly if it is love. It is just that I want to make special things for him. When he’s not around, I miss him a lot and think about him so much. And when he’s there, I can’t almost breathe. My heart beats faster and the time runs so slow. If I had any wish for that moment, it is to be with him for a longer time or for the time to stop. I love to stare at his face. Smile when he smiles at me. Tease back when he keeps on teasing me."
Then late in the evening that day, I've written this.
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