And then there was a new one.
Despite the fact only we know every thought we ever think and every feeling we ever feel, it is quite funny when we can't even understand what exactly those things mean.
Am I in love?
Or am I just in love with the things you do?
Perhaps just in love with the things you make me feel.
There are times in which I find myself wishing I found someone else who was just like you, except you're just like you, and then I get confused.
Because I love how you make me feel, and the bond we share, but yet, I don't have any feelings for you.
And then I feel slightly shallow and selfish for that. Mostly because there's nothing wrong with you, but I still can't help but looking at you as nothing more than a friend.
How mind boggling is that?
Or maybe I'm scared of falling for somebody again because it has been too long since the last time I did.
Or maybe I'm scared of the distance between us.
Or maybe it's a little bit of both plus the fear of what others would say if I ever told them I feel something for you.
Yet again, shallow and selfish.
Or maybe I just need some rest and a piece of good advice to refresh my messy mind.
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Misconceptions
Historia Corta"They were addicted to reminiscing on the past." A book of deep thoughts and short scenes on both a girl and a boy who used to be in love. Metaphors, analogies, and all that good stuff included.
