He has two ridiculously cute gifts for me
this Christmas, a smelly feet and a tiny strawberry junior.
(Metaphorically, the latter is used just for the fun of it). Not an ideal
Christmas gift at all, but it's worth than nothing, and although it doesn't
come from his heart, I still appreciate it simply because it came from
him. How stupid am I? That much stupid I guess. I think I'm
blinded by some invisible force that keeps me being attracted to him. What
is this? I don't know, probably magic? I hope more of it as destiny
than a piece of joke. I just might be another fish from the sea, and he caught
an ugly fish at that. Why am I always putting my myself in vain!
Overtime, I've made myself a pessimist.
Always on the verge of thinking bad to him, while I think of other people as
saints. Why can't I trust him? It's making me frustrated that
I've lost my trust in him. Questions that are supposed to be buried are lurking
in my mind, and all I want is to ask him those questions and get an answer that
are true.
I thought I should've written something
more upbeat, but it has been dragging week of moody feelings between me and him,
and I couldn't let myself leave him alone. Why do I even bother
bothering him? I have to know.
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