I remember when I first saw you. No, correction... Noticed you.
It was just another ordinary day,
So I didn't think that anything out of the ordinary would happen.
But it did. I was seated right beside you.
It was weird, considering that we had similar interests... And I wanted to know more about you.
But as we became closer and closer together, I realized...
That we couldn't be together.
This doesn't mean that I'm giving up.
It just means that I knew that... My so-called "affection" or "feelings" towards you would never be returned.
You just didn't work that way.
Feelings weren't in my level of expertise, so I wasn't sure about how I should explain it to you.
But it wasn't entirely love yet.
However, I knew. From the moment that I knew about the person that you had been texting. I knew that you weren't going to be entirely mine.
And that hurts.
A lot.
So we weren't meant to be. It doesn't mean that I'm going to give up already. It doesn't mean that I'm already trying to convey my feelings(that aren't entirely love yet) and challenging that other person.
I can't help getting jealous at times, though I could say I am possessive at times.
It could be the death of me.
My possessiveness and stubbornness that often ends up in ruin.
I really.....
Am jealous of the attention that you give the other person.
I really....
Want some attention too..
Even though I might not deserve it.
I really.....
Just want you.
Who am I kidding? You don't seem like that type of person. So why am I trying? Or have I actually given up already?
Who knows?
But I really want...
Your attention undivided.
Only to me.
