I love you but I'm done chasing you..
I always thought that being with someone you love means spending the rest of your life being with them. But I guess I was wrong. I assumed way too much and make myself believed with those phrases and now I'm on my great tribulation. Your eyes.. I remember how those little twinklers sparkled for me–how it blinks in a special motion when they are with me. Things got obverse. You were not as hyperactive no more as you did before every time you tell stories. How I cried achingly in front of you? How I tried wooing a guy like you for every single day? I did everything. Almost everything that a girl should not be done with.