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I never hate you. I never were, and I never will. Now you may hate me, it's okay if that's make you happy. But I won't do the same thing for you. I know how it feels like and I just don't want you to feel the same way, too. 
 
Sometimes, I just act like I hate you simply because it's easier than admitting that I miss you. Because I know when I say I miss you, you probably won't say the same thing for me too. Believe me, it's already hurt when I'm missing you, and I have to hide it by pretending that I have no feelings anymore for you.

Much more to say, now I don't know what I have to do around you. I may be hurt, but it doesn't mean that I desperately need you.

I don't know if I still have a meaning for you, but I had a promise to you. I may not having you watching my back by walking in front of you. I may not having you walking by my side because it may be awkward for you. Instead, I will be walking behind you, not too close that may annoy you, but not too far, so that whenever you need something, all you need to do is turn around and see me still smiling at you.

One do not enter other one's life for no meaning at all. So do you.



from me to you
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