You want her so bad but you’re scared to tell her. You half know that she feels the same way but you bother yourself with that thing she always, always say; i don’t believe in love. You feel it - you know it’s real, but still, you tell yourself it isn’t. You go on and tell her that this thing you have is just being curious. You tell her lies, you have relationship issues and that you and her, will never be a we, an us. At first it’s going to feel fine. You hang-out, make-out - no big deal; no drama, whatsoever. But then, you feel you want something more.
You want her so, so, so bad. But you’ve already told her you really don’t. You’re scared to tell her and end up looking like a dork. You’re scareed she’ll break your heart. All these things course through your mind, but never had it occured to you that she might actually love you. No. You still think of that one-liner; i don’t beliueve in love.
You want more, but you can’t have more cause you dug your hole to deep. You can’t bare the pain of being so close but so far. So, you move away.
You want her. You had her. You let her go.
And 5 years later, you meet up again, and she (with a sheepish yet accusatory look) tells you she waited for you to tell her you loved her.
You want her, but someone else wanted her too, and was brave enough to tell her just that.
It’s not your fault, but it isn’t hers too.
Dare to love.
