Oct 12, 2015
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You really have a bad habit of leaving me and I have a bad habit of waiting around for you. I never expected more, but I was expecting least. At least be there for me as a "friend" which you profoundly claim you were. I'm not going to sit around here awaiting your return but I'm not going to grow a habit of forgiving. Though you never really did get on my bad side, you seem to hop back and fourth whenever you pleased. Which ofcourse does not arouse me anymore. But wait hold on, I'm going to admit that I'll always have a soft spot for you, but don't take that into your advantage.
I may possible, slightly, by some chance, in a way have fallen for you. Not head over heels, not in love, but fallen for your words, your mysterious being. By any chance are you tired? because if you haven't noticed by now, you've been constantly running through my mind. The sweet melody of your voice lingers silently, as the tune hits me like a brick. The taste of your lips I can still taste. Your heart caressing me still leaves me in awe. Now what have I gotten myself into?
