Loving her is like chasing the clouds,
All you get is nothing.
Loving her is like hugging a cactus,
Very painful.
I chuckled to myself at the thought. I was being the negative I was, again. But there is no denying of the truth: I was hurting.
I was hurting because of her. I want this to end, but at the same time, I don't. I always enjoy the bittersweet feeling I get every time I think of her. That she wouldn’t be mine. A painful torture, but I love it – masochistic, I know. But of all the pain I felt, a pain coming from her makes me love her more.
Because I know that my feelings for her is not some stupid hormonal infatuation. I know it's real. Because I know I was hurting from loving her.
I love her.
But the question is
Is it worth it?
BINABASA MO ANG
Reminiscing My Love For You
Teen FictionHave you ever loved someone that it actually hurts? Have you ever seen the person you love happy with someone else, but there's nothing you can do, except watch? Wishing that the throbbing pain in your chest would stop. Wishing that a simple crush d...
