Why? I really don't know.
How? I don't care.
But it happened. Against my will. Against everything I had planned. Against everything I've ever wanted.
I know you're confused, but that's the point.
I was confused too. I still am. I don't know how can I make this work out, but I have to. Even if it takes all my will power. Not for you, but for me. That's all I need. But I guess that's the impossible part.
You will never look at me the way you did. You will never hold me, hug me, kiss me the way you did. You will never be there for me again. And that's not fine. I can't get through that.
Why? Because, as cheesy as it may sound, I was a better person when you were there by my side. I was happy. Really happy. Not happy, like an A on a test. But happy, like only you could make me.
The way you touched me. The tingles I felt, the goosebumps .
The way you kissed me. I didn't feel butterflies, no I did't. That shit was way too strong to be butterflies.
