Friday, May 5, 2006
It's so hard to like someone
you can't have. For once, he doesn't like you back -- or at least not the same way as you do. It's hard to tell your heart to stop, especially when it's beating twice as much as before. You keep in trying too hard to catch his attention. Yes you have, but not in the way you want it to be. He sees you as a friend -- perhaps not even a friend. No matter how many times you drop hints, he doesn't even care picking them up. Yes, he knows what you feel towards him but it seems that it's hard to talk to his heart. You really can't have him. You think about him all night, dream about him, and your heart cries for him. You cry inside for a very petty but extremely painful reason -- you can't have him.
He's popular, many girls drool over him. I can even say that I am lucky since he does notice me even with all those other girls' faces surrounding him. I am a friend -- perhaps a different classification. Maybe I am the friend that he has but wishes that he didn't have. I hope not. As I have been saying before, I compared myself to a dartboard. He is the player, and every singe word he says are the darts. He is a tease -- but only to me.
Only to me, I repeat.
But the more he pisses me off, the more I like him.
♥ Erix ♥
4:49 PM
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