It feels kinda strange when people start to put serious thoughts into my head. It's like "hello, look in front of you, who are you trying to find when he's right in front of you?"
But I was like, "nah, he doesn't like me. He likes someone else. Plus, I've never thought of him anything more that what I think of him right now."
No more. No less.
But when 2 people start to tell me the same thing. It feels kinda awkward.
I hate this thought. I hate to think that I start to think about him. And I know he likes someone else.
Life is so strange. We often let the person in front of us be invisible. Be unwanted. Be the last choice. I am not excluded. I carried the same trait. We oversee what we have. We try to catch what we don't have.
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