i wish everything's easy, or at least a tad easier than the way they are. i hate complicated stuff, but i guess i should just hate myself for making things even more complicated, worse, unbearable. weird. unbearable but i live with it every single effin' day. i made myself believe that i have no feelings for you whatsoever. but then again maybe i'm just too good of an actor to hide what i'm truly feeling, from you, from my friends, even from myself.
believe me when i say i tried.
i even tried to be him. i wanted it so bad, it's pathetic.
i tried to let go. i tried to forget.
all failed.
or maybe, just maybe, i didn't try hard enough.
meeting you is a chance. knowing you is a choice. being friends with you is a choice.
loving you isn't a chance, it's a choice.
i chose and i choose to fall in love with you.even if that choice would bring me not love, but sleepless nights and moist pillows upon waking up.
believe me when i say i tried.
i even tried to be him. i wanted it so bad, it's pathetic.
i tried to let go. i tried to forget.
all failed.
or maybe, just maybe, i didn't try hard enough.
meeting you is a chance. knowing you is a choice. being friends with you is a choice.
loving you isn't a chance, it's a choice.
i chose and i choose to fall in love with you.even if that choice would bring me not love, but sleepless nights and moist pillows upon waking up.
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