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Saturday, October 17, 2009

That I really dont know.

It started with that one special day when I entered that room, it felt like there is something with this feeling I'm gping through. I never felt this feeling again, let's say uhmm.. Months or years ago since the last person made me feel this way. Damn, it just felt right.

Yes, I got scared feeling this nerve wrecking feeling coz I dont know where exactly this is leading. Yeah, I really dont know.

I can still remember the first day I saw those great "stay down". Me staring at you from a far distance to several hours talking on the phone. It started me getting drunk and got the guts to ask for your number and called you in the middle of the night just to say "hi" yes, I get weird when it's you Im thinking. I get nuts when it's you im talking and yes I get nervous when it's your voice Im hearing.

But, this is just some shit old story. so what If you're talking to me for hours, so what If im feeling some conncetions between us, so what if you have time for me if it's not you that I'm having. If she still owns you at the end of the day. That's just so hard but I dont know what to think.

I know this is some kind of crap that I can't help but to think about it.
This feelings i have for you, it needs to stop or else I'll loooooose.

Can't you just tell me, why? or should you just let go of what we're really having.
I'll miss those ABC's we're doing, those stuffs that we're talking about. The so called connection that I'm feeling.

Or am i just the one who thinks like this? feels like this?


OH GOD. It needs to stop before I fall completely inlove with this guy.