determinant intricacies | 2

xxvii.

(rather be by clean bandit)

i was aware

of his feelings

for me,

as well as

my own

for him.

believe me,

i sure

as hell

wanted

to pursue

them.

but..

our parents

didn't approve

of dating.

so.

we simply texted

each other,

shamelessly

flirting

as the hours passed.

whenever i told you

and

showed you

our conversations,

you always

gave me

this smile

of

satisfaction,

proud

of what you'd accomplished.

"all in a good day's work,"

you said to me,

relieved by

my happiness.