I’m an open book

Or so they think.

They want me to be mysterious.

I may look like the person who can openly tell anyone about anything but… I don’t.

I look happy all the time but as you can read… I have a lot of things bottled up.

I don’t know what to do anymore :(

Things left unsaid

Sometimes things are better off unsaid.

I swear there are times when things that leave your mouth can cause more trouble than it’s supposed to be.

Sometimes the things you say are misinterpreted and taken wrongly.

But there are times when you really need to say something. To act upon something.

If you don’t…. Well it can cause regrets.

We can only regret the words we never said and chances we didn’t take.

The Shower

I take long in showering. Or sometimes I only take a few minutes.

When I have a rushed shower, it means I am happy.

If not, well….

The shower’s the only place I can think. I can think about anything shallow or deep.

I can think about what I’m going to wear.

Or my reason for existence.

Oh well. 

But sometimes I hate the shower.

It makes me over think.

Oh well, time for another shower to clear my thoughts.

 

It hurts

It hurts okay. I’m in the bus, typing as i read a letter from one of my friends. She knows how i feel about you.
Only a few people know about that fact okay. I know you don’t like me and i’m trying so hard not to like you. I am. I really am. I started crushing on other guys. But no.
I told them that you’re like a brother for me. That’s nothing but a lie. Okay.
I guess i should accept the fact that you will never like me.

AWKWARD

Okay the blog title is worse than what this actually is.

I’ve been feeling sad. Things have been awkward between us. It sucks okay. I like you. You don’t seem to like me. No one knows about me liking you. People suspect but that’s the best they can come up with. I’m not admitting it to anyone. Hell, I had a hard time admitting it to myself. I get it. Hay. Can things just go back to normal?