I can anytime, talk about you think about you text you ping you but the feeling i always had is expecting you to be mine. But each time i try to hate you dislike or stop thinking about i get another reason to think more.
You are mine i can never say this, i have never said this either. But always Loved you. Loved you so much but you never gave me that dignity.
6years still same feeling but now 'm jeleous of you thinking how lucky you are and how good i have been to be fooled and trapped. Mostly i wanted to know what you felt for me what you feel for me, you have many girls around you. Why you choose to be like this? what made you play with my heart?.
Actually i don't consider it to be a romantic love story but there should be some other name i need to find.helo me out
