There was this guy that I started to like 4 years ago. My feelings for him were like a switch---turning on and off. Until now, yes, but how? I don't know.
Haaaa~ why is it like this?
I don't want to deny that I used to hope for us to be more than friends but at the same time, I was also afraid for I just came from a heartache (caused by a very bad prank of some bored **** guy 😒).
After years of argument with myself, I finally decided to stop thinking about him, stop caring about what he does; stop assuming things too.
I was very confident that I can move on and finally be able to look at other possibilities of love but.... how he loves to be in 'great' timing!
When I thought it was over, here he is showing me like it's not.
It's unfair.
A simple text from him defeated my years of contemplation. Tsk.
***to be continued***
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Diary of an Introvert
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