She told him, "Crybabies are not allowed to love."
So he resorted to a curved ball, "Do you see me cry right now?"
"Eventually you will. I know you, Chate!" She replied.
"Have I not changed enough?" He further interrogated, seeking for answers, for clarifications, for verifications.
"You have always been like this!"
"What are you being so negative about?"
"I do not want to give you false hopes that things will go smoothly because life does not work that way! I am not being pessimist about it. I am stating facts to prevent you from hurting yourself again."
"What the fuck would you care? I am not losing another chance. I would rather be hurt than live miserably!" He protested.
