Dear,
It’s now summer and I am not going to see you for a very long time. Even though school’s been giving me deadly headaches, I still do miss it for though everyday brings misery to my confidence and to the meat inside my skull, you were there. Just the thought of seeing you for even a single moment makes my heart race and my day a bit brighter.
Lately, I know you have noticed that I have been treating you differently. Just like you said, there's something about me that's different. Yes, I am avoiding you. Desperately trying to kill this feeling that I have for you. Victory was once mine. But then, there you go again with your heart melting ways. You always do those stuffs when I have already gone over you.
Why are you like that? Oh my goodness!
I am hopeless. Hopelessly in love with you my dearest. Though I have long accepted that this love will not be returned, I am still, idiotically loving you. I love that you’re still in love with you’re ex and that you’re still trying to get her back. I really don’t know why, but as I am hurting, my love for you burns even more. Maybe because at the very least I know that you're sincere.
I love you. I love you more dearest even more than my pride, which is very, very weird. I believe in you more than the rules I have followed and stand for. I love seeing your smile and I feel happier seeing it more than when I see mine. I am happier with your happiness. Your love seem so far away but it doesn’t matter for at the very least I am certain that I love you.
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