You took something away from me, and I haven’t even noticed it. Day in and day out, I tried to remove you from my brain. It is as hard as trying to pluck your eyebrows using your fingers and eating a truck of chocolate cake and do a headstand afterwards.
This time, it’s all happening again.
All those times I’ve spent before thinking of nothing but having a conclusion after a while makes it so difficult for me to swallow my pride and be on my knees again.
When words are not useful and they come out too used up already by everyone else, I just pretend I know what I feel. Since I am not so good at describing my feelings, I assume this is love already.
But how would I know if it is? I don’t know him well. I used to believe that it’s impossible to feel love at your first glance at someone. That’s true. But is it possible then to have love within your system if you don’t know him well enough?
If it is, what is with that person that brought you love?
-- That made you fell without noticing it.
This is a tough time, trying to cover your feelings with a weak, wooden cork, making yourself believe both of you won’t click and letting your heart sink down in your own blood.
It is hard to get out when it’s the heart that talks and shouts.
It’s harder when it screams and it replaces your brain, making you do things you swore you won’t be doing.
Anything goes. It’s a little painful using your mind on things concerning the heart, it’s like there’s something holding you back. But in the end, we just don’t know what could happen.
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