the next day I was eager to see you, to give you a chance.
so I left my house, with a torrid drink in my hand. the image of you was replaying in my head- non stop. I knew what was happening to me ... I was developing a crush.
and it gave me shivers. because I didn't want one.
but does anyone ever ask to have a crush? to feel crushed?
no. because they're naive- they have no idea what's about to happen and when it does, it hits them so hard that they fall vigorously. but they blame themselves. they blame themselves for wanting to have someone else as more than a friend, to be their number one. so much gullible love.
and I couldn't help but blame myself even though I left you.