I can't stop myself. I keep on stalking on your photos and updates. That's all I can do now. Sometimes you called. I was holding myself not to be excited. Act like you're just a very normal friend of mine. You texted me. I replied just like usual. Yet deep inside I knew that you're special, the one that cheers me up with just a big smile on your face. That simple.
You said you'll be my boyfriend someday. Yea, someday. I sincerely believed that. For you, it's just some crap right? Maybe I overreacted or what. I thought you felt it too? When I'm unhappy, you text me few times a day to check if I'm okay. You wanna buy something for me to cheer me up. Came to my class and said that you're worried about me. Don't do these if you don't like me, please. I don't wanna misunderstood anything. Please tell me you don't love me, so that I can just turn my back and leave (:
