Something good (or bad) happened yesterday. There was supposed to be a turning point. Someone has made his confession to me yesterday night. I was really touched, no doubt. It was one of the sweetest confessions, but aren't all of them supposed to be sweet anyway? Never mind.
Point is, I did not agree.
I told him to give himself and I some time, and see how it goes after a month. Probably he will forget me by then. I hurt him a lot I guess. It was an unexpected one. He fell for me since two months ago and how stupid I was to not realise it.
There are too many things for me to think about ever since I've been single for quite some time now. I'm no longer the person who would do whatever it takes to be with someone just like three years ago. It takes a lot more courage to get back into any relationship, to take the huge step of having the fear to lose someone significant again.
I'm confused at the same time. I don't know what to feel for him. Yes, I admit that it's been very comfortable with his presence but maybe we should stay this way for now. Moving to another level is probably not the best idea.
Your love for me has made everything else different. Never knew that anyone will still love me like this. :)
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