I wonder if I'm starting to overstep boundaries.
Just the other day, something you said gave me a hint that you don't like me the way I like you. It might have been just a casual remark. But I wonder what prompted you to say that in the first place. Was I being too obvious? Damn it... I thought I hid it well enough.
I guess I didn't.
Maybe I should stop liking you.
Then again I would like to know how does one even go about doing that. I wish I could just command my feelings to halt right there and my brain to stop thinking of you each night.
Sadly, I am unable to do so.
I've been asking you out alot lately. There are so many things I would like to do during the holidays. But for every activity I think of, you somehow worm your way into my plans for that day.
It's disturbing, really.
It's as if I have no other interests or friends other than you.
But then again I don't hate it, this festering feeling in my chest. And the little butterflies I feel everytime you reply to my texts.
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