damniloveyou

my friend saw you first. she told me you are her new crush. i was crushed. because the moment she pointed her finger to your direction, i wanted you more than she ever wanted you. it's so hard to hide this feeling. i get butterflies whenever i think of you. what more when i get to talk to you. but it is impossible. not when she's around. she tells me how much she likes you day by day. and i'm getting tired to hear her thoughts of you. my thoughts of you. i want to tell her that i like you. but i can't. i have made too much mistakes. i can't afford to make some more. i guess i will just keep you in my heart. in my mind. you

ii. everybody wanted him. girls, boys, cats, dogs. literally. he is perfection. but he only notices one person. the one nobody cares about. he has been watching her since they were eight. he saves her before any harm. he knows her life more than anybody, even more than her. he is a beautiful stalker. i even want him myself. he knew it was her who will make his life different. he felt butterflies in his stomach whenever their eyes met. there is something in his eye every girl would fall for. but those eyes only see one thing. the girl who never recognize him.

i. it was lunch time. she took out her mung bean bread and opened it. she sat quietly, thanked God for her food and began eating. she saw a girl and a boy having their lunch together. they looked happy and she felt it. but she wondered how it feels to be loved by someone you completely know nothing about. she cleaned the crumbs in her hand, drank her apple juice and wiped her lips. she's done eating. she went straight to her next class and sat alone. she was the first to arrive, as always. then came a guy, minutes later, a girl, until the room was already full of students. it was her favorite subject, history. she listened, took

once upon a time i tried to forget you. it wasn't even possible. i visit the past everyday hoping to get a clue on what i did wrong. nothing. what happened? why did you forget about me? was it that easy? do you know it hurts so bad? i lurk on your page too often. your words are as beautiful as you. please make more of them. the ones that are of love. so that i can pretend that they're about us.

you told me hugs make people feel better. you told me music makes the heart beat faster. that motorcycles are better than cars. and waffles are tasty compared to pancakes. but. i wanted to hold your hand and trace your fingerprints. i was happy the day we danced under the rain. when we walked and traced the cracks on the pavements. when i first had a taste of maple syrup and that taste still remains. i saw you last november hugging her. the girl of your dreams. you made me listen to your kind of music the ones that hurt my ears. you told me you had the best motorcycle ride of you life after you shared strawberry waffles with that

i slept because it was so hot and the hotness kept bothering me in my dreams. but it rained. i got up and saw the mighty droplets of water falling from the bright sky. it was so perfect. my mom said that the first rain of may is always beautiful, true. i stuck my hand outside the window and felt the change of the temperature outside. now the sun is even more beautiful, lending me its light. i haven't had this weather obsession since i started living in windowless dorms. i kept blaming pms whenever i get frustrated or mad or disappointed. when i always felt like crying for no good reason. when i do nothing but stare at the floor, wa