"... I don't regret it, even though I probably really should."
Having you in my life, is like me being masochist and sadist at the same time. Your always like whirlwind of emotions, with you I fall, with you I smile, with you I frown, with you emotions surface into and try to escape. Though you hurt me unconsciously since I was the one who fall not you, I hate it. The way you live with girls. And damn it, you still affect me thw most in many ways.
You hold like you care. You hug me like you don't want to let me go. You make me see the different side of you like you can be you when your with me. You. You.
Or maybe I was just the one reading between the lines, maybe I was just over thinking that I meant something to you when you treat every girl that way and I am one of them. One of those who fall for you.
You can charming when you want too. Mysterious when your serious. Funny when you can get your vibes. But really though, your a touchy feel person.
And I don't get myself. Mumbling about you. All about you.
... It was one unfortunate night when I fall for you consciously yet I let myself divulge into the feeling of temporary happiness, permanent pain and longing. Yes, I am longing for a day to come for you to see me. Yet I know, that won't come. See? I am idiot. And thanks self for reminding how much of an idiot I am when it comes to you.
When will the day come that I'll be completely getting over you?
I wish for you. My reality slap far from reach star. How I love you won't be heard ever.
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Tumbling Words
RandomI start a story or two. You read and spread to who. They critic and comment tho. And that's it, a cycle of reading come out to.