sherycherry:

The thing is,I hate every single split second that I see your face.I’m just making a big fool out of myself.This is part of my brain and heart’s stupidity.Damnit ! Why do I like you ? Yes,that is a question.You are nothing like a gent that I was hoping to fall for.Yet,your eyes,lips, and rosy cheeks makes my day.Your smile and stare deliver such a fiery tornado and butterflies inside my tummy.The sense of how you verge upon me and how we have conversations naturally.I can tell you personal and emotional matters that I don’t usually tell other guys.Down the memory lane,I was conscious and humble when it comes to talking with guys.I would be too nervous to look in their eyes.But to you,I’m most cozy with.I can just stare in your eyes without any single pint of timidity.You’re so oblivious.You can’t have a flash on what I feel.God I pray ! I want to give up at this point of time.You’re just too unobservant of the things I reveal in front of your own eyes.I know it’s going to be hard of letting you go.But holding on to this chain that we have can get too sore.I have to free myself from this insanity and let ourselves explore our own seperate lanes.Cupid struck a mistake and collided us without anything at the end.It’s one of the ways of how Cupid play this game.