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I think I've been avoiding how I feel these days.

The way I turn off my chat whenever I see you online.

The way my heart constricts whenever I see your name.

The way I miss you,

the way I still love you.

I hate having feelings for you, as much as I love you.

Because you never loved me, never will, never have.

And I, have always loved you. Always will, always have.

Always.

I love you, the way it hurts in many ways.

I love you when I'm busy. I love you when I avoid thinking of you. I love you when I look at Raj, and wonder... Have I always looked at you that way?

I love you when it hurts. I love you when it doesn't. I love you when I hate you. I love you when you reject me... a lot. I love you when I cry. I love you when I fall apart.

I love you when it's 12 am and I'm missing you. I love you when I tell myself I like Raj. I love you when I'm alone. With friends. With another person. I love you, still.

I love you in every way, almost not enough for words. I love you in my young heart, I love you in my young love. I love you even though it's too early. I'll still love you even when it's too late.

I love you.

I miss you.

I hate you.

I love you, the most.

From me,
From my heart.

Ps: Don't let my mind fool you. Sometimes I let it take control over myself... para naman di ako matawag na tanga.

Hanggang salita lang kasi ako, Riel.
(7/17/2016)

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