Come on over.
Me in love?
I wish. Haha... :) I want to be, pero I always end up loving people who can't be loved and the likes so what do I do? Nope, I didn't try to avoid them, in fact I've flirted some more and made myself believe na I can get them. Why?
I have no idea. You tell me.
Sometimes I want to die.
Sometimes I just want to move on.
Sometimes I want to believe na love is asexual.
And that love will come on over...
But then I go back to part one. Dying. Three years of hoping B would come back, pero all I get is heartaches...and the fictional life that true love does exist.
I wish I am a psychic and that I could transmit thoughts into people's mind and let them know how I feel. No how I really, really feel. I always protrude visual communication towards everybody na I am all good, and always will be. Pero deep inside I am hurting. And all because of that stupid Cupid.
Sometimes I want to kick somebody so hard it would make Cupid's butt go soaring 'til kingdom come.
Sometimes I want to kick myself so hard so that I could wake up to this reality.
Pero most times I only hope for one person and one person alone to kick me hard, and give back your love in exchange...or as we did have.
If only B knows.
All I want is you.
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