Yes, i choose to love you but i choose not to tell you. Yes, i choose to message you but i choose to stop it anymore. Yes, i choose to read our conversations but i choose to delete it & unfriend you.
If only i have chosen to guard my heart at the beginning, then i will not choose to love you & cry again and again.
Yes, i choose to love you, and i choose what is wrong. Yes, i choose to entertain my feelings for you, and i choose to give hope to myself that you & i can be together. Yes, i choose to think about you, and i choose to reminisce our memories.
If only i have chosen to guard my heart at the beggining, then i will not choose to love you & hurt myself again & again.
Yes, i choose to love you, but i end up being broken. Yes, i choose to see your kindness, but i end up realizing that i just assume that there’s more than friendship for us.
If only i have chosen to guard my heart at the beginning, then i will not end up like this–struggling to move on.
Yes, i choose to love you, but i end up choosing to let you go, knowing that you are not for me even since that i met you.
