11/11/21
9:43PM
I have promised myself that I won't fall again. I have moved on, but with your little touches, I am starting to fool myself again.
Little smiles have formed with in me again. Fascinating it is as I have told myself I'll cut you off my life. Which, as I can see and feel, is other wise. I have stopped sending paragraphs to you, but is now happening otherwise.
What did I see within you to like you this much?
The way your skin touches my skin is giving me butterflies. Ironic, because i really hate skinships. I hate other people's skin touching mine. But when it come to you, it feels magical. Is this how it feels when you like someone?
In the hallway, with other students submitting their school works, you passed by and half slapped my stomach. I didn't see you coming and that caught me off guard.
The way your hand just landed on my stomach made me stare out of nowhere and just think of that moment. Cringe, right? My bad. But i still like that person.
What did you do to me? Why can't you just let my heart be? Why do you give me nicknames?
What are we?
(Fun fact: My heart melts when someone gives me sweet nicknames.)
Let me admire you secretly until I feel nothing. By that moment, I'll tell you how much I liked you. I don't deserve you and you don't deserve me.
Everyone, love yourself more before loving others.
Stay safe and;
See you next time!
9:55PM
