I Hate...

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"Why are you keep distancing me?" she asked softly and tried to hold herself for not bitching me out. She was always patient and never raise a voice at me and I hate that so much. 

"I hate you always do this to me," I said as calmly as possible. 

"What have I done to you?" she asked with her face slightly hurt.

"I hate how patient you are whenever I'm losing my patience. I hate you always giving me that smile whenever I'm ranting at you. I hate that you always embrace me and make me feel small. I hate that I always looking forward to seeing you day by day. I hate that my heartbeat always fluttering whenever your eyes lock at mine. I hate that your face always swimming in my head while I'm in my slumber. I hate that I'm deeply falling into you."

She was caught off guard by my outburst. She was staring at me with an unreadable face with her mouth slightly parted. At that moment, I was afraid I screwed up our friendship after my horrible attitude to her.

I might earn a slap or a punch from her. I deserved that.

She finally moved her lips as she said close to whisper, "Why didn't you tell me all about this?" Her face soften and said, "I've been holding these feelings from you all the time since I met you. I didn't even dare to make a move to you because you always treat me hot and cold. I always appreciated you sharing anything with me. Whenever you cry I wish I can wipe away your pain as easy as wipe off your tears. People are always afraid of you and thought you're intimated. However, you're a soft-spoken, caring, and tender girl in my eyes. I love to see your eyes and smile. You never know I've been waiting for you to fall into me patiently."

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