I don’t know when it all started. I see you as someone different from the rest. I started daydreaming about us. About the possibility of an us.
My young heart hoped. But because of life, I set everything aside. I have my priorities and I really need to put my feelings for you on hold.
But that was almost nine years ago. I thought I moved on. I guessed I never did, I just run away and avoided you. I never really dealt and processed my emotions properly and it’s been haunting me these days.
I know you might find it weird. Because, I, myself also finds it weird. That after all these years there’s suddenly an awkward air between us.
I couldn’t bring myself to talk or look at you because I was so afraid that you might realise something.
The years we spent apart I became a very transparent person. You are not around so I don’t have to play pretend. I’m not good at masking my emotions anymore.
That’s why avoiding you will again be my resort. I’m just afraid that you’ll just crush my heart even more.
This place is too small for us but I promise, you won’t see and hear from me ever again. I’ll take care of my feelings for you, alone.
You don’t have any responsibility. You don’t have to feel sorry for me. Because I have already accepted everything.
Somewhere, someday, I know I’ll be genuinely happy again.
