Loving her, so much, she literally made me go crazy. Every second, minute, hour, of the day, every day, I crave her touch, scent, her voice, every time I'm away from her. My fingers itch just to touch her, make love to her...
I will kill anyone who comes near her, put their hands on her, or hurt her. She is mine, and only mine. Sometimes I know she will try to ignore me, she says I can be a bother, but I cant help I want to be with her.
I know that she likes me. Her touch and kiss make it obvious. She would always look at me with no hesitation, and tell me, "Baby, it's yours". And I tell her, "You need to own that shit"
I know she only tells me things that I want to hear. And I'm oblivious to what I need to hear.
I love her, but she only likes me. And knowing that she doesn't love you back, makes it worse...
-Chresanto August
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.