ARDOR.
dear you,
i admit i love our little flirting moments. the way you would stare and smile at me. the way you say my name. the way you say hi when i pass by. the way you would always tease me and joke with me. the way you would always find the time to pm me on text or in chat. the way you tell me that im pretty or cute. the way you would joke about "us". the way you would touch me and hold me. (and no, i dont feel elctricity when you do i think thats just bull)
but im scared.
im not scared to fall for you and get my little heart broke in to million of pieces.
im scared that you would fall for me.
because the moment you do. thats the end of everything. its inevitable for me to avoid you. its inevitable for me to get irritated by you... and almost hate you.
i know its selfish... and abhorrent.
but this is me.
so please, just enjoy our little flirtations. because thats all we could ever get from each other.
i dont like confrontations. i dont like you sticking with me like a sick and in love puppy dog. i dont like anything more than this.
it is indeed ludicrous and selfish. but it is the truth. im despicable behind my pa-cute face.
with love and a big hug,
despicable me ♥
(NOTE: DONT TAKE ALL MY POST SERIOUSLY. LIKE SERIOUSLY? DONT YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO BELIEVE A SICK AND PECULIAR PERSON LIKE ME?)
Monday, September 6, 2010 @ 11:32:00 AM / comments
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