and I have all the reasons to say no
but I just don't want to see you go

birthdays aren't special.

I guess you're on the extreme end of the other side. A few months ago, I was like you. I was wary, and I threw up all the defenses that was humanly and psychologically possible. I was afraid. I still am. The difference is that now, I'm more knowledgeable (wisdom is relative ( Read more... )

I miss you. You've been so distant lately. I miss having a good conversation with you. I miss hanging out with you. Properly, I mean. It's weird. It's not like we haven't been talking or seeing each other. We have. But there's something different, something missing. When I spoke to you the other day, and also yesterday, it's like the conversation ( Read more... )

I honestly love hanging out with you. I like going out with you, experiencing new things with you, and I want that to continue. I feel that, however, over the course of the past few months, I haven't been enjoying your company as much because of the maybe-romance that is ever-looming above our heads. It's been putting a lot of pressure on me--on us ( Read more... )

you make me so nervous.

Well, then again, I'd much rather you be displeased by this rather than me crying myself to sleep at night, pretending that everything's okay. Because the latter wouldn't be fair to either of us.

You seem to only be really happy when you're with other people. That giddiness you have with them is something you only rarely have when conversing with me. It leads me to wonder, then, if I truly do make you happy.

sana naman on the days that I only feel like half of myself, you exert twice the effort to talk to me.

I kinda feel bad (I was going to use 'felt' but then it's true until now so present tense it is) because you didn't seem very happy to see me last night. I understand that you were tired and you were hurrying, but you seemed to be quite sociable and happy with her. Even through text, you didn't seem quite so happy to be talking to me. Again, I ( Read more... )