I'm good at reading people's lie. I keep on feigning that I was fooled many times but at the back of my head, I'm smirking.
How many times did you tell me that you like me? Just once and the rest are actions to prove that you really like me. Actions that slowly fading until the period ended it all. Until I realized I'm just the only one doing the work. That I always keep on forgetting that I'm not a choice that fighting and pushing myself to have a tiny spot in your heart. I shouldn't be begging for your affection, commitment, and time just like a beggar begging for food and money to live. I did all the reverse psychology just to manipulate you but you didn't fall in this mind game. I shouldn't be like this because I already know that there's a lot of fish in the ocean so I can live without you. I have my own rule that if I can't get someone by reverse psychology then I should give up but because of you I broke it. That's why I can't let my emotions blind me, so I used my frontal lobe to function instead of my hypothalamus. I stop having a conversation with you because WHAT'S THE POINT? But then I have to meet you. You sat to your favorite place at the rendezvous. You ordered your favorite coffee. It was served immediately and you drank it. After few minutes you collapsed while staring at me leaving the shop while I'm removing the shop's prescribed uniform. A truimph sinister smile plastered on my face. My love just killed you. And I'm addicted repeating the same process all over again. I'm not a psychopath but a high functioning sociopath. After all, this isn't a love story but a one-sided story of a psychologist.
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Walang Forever Collection of Stories
RomancePeople who yearn for someone's love that's killing them. And people who left someone because they are afraid to take the risk and get hurt. But sometimes there's always a HAPPY ENDING.
