Two weeks ago, I said it's over. Two weeks ago, I felt happy because I knew I wasn't pining for anything anymore. I said it's done and there's nothing more I can do. As a friend told me, I was pretty much "in love". Maybe. It's about all those kilig things and all those stuff that bring back all those butterflies in your stomach. Believe me. I've felt like I'm in high school all over again. Sheesh. That was two weeks ago.
And so I thought it was over and I was glad with that because it is a one-way street. I could not possibly expect anything from you. I'm sure you can read what I'm trying to convey but please. With all the mixed signals I'm sending, you just may get crazy. But then now, I start missing you. Just out of the blue. I start thinking of you and I now ask myself if this is now "love". You know. When there's not much of the kilig things happening. But you're still there. Whatever. But still. I just hate it. I wouldn't like to end the year and start a new one like this. Really. It's been over a year and I'm still like this. Sheesh.
But yeah. Maybe this feeling's just for today. Tomorrow, it's gonna be back to what I realized two weeks ago. That I'm done. For this has just gotta stop.
P.S. I'm NOT in a relationship whatsoever right now. So don't start thinking that I do.
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