How do you handle a non-rejection? What are you supposed to feel if you’ve been shafted by the shadow of a ghost? An apparition that only exists within the realm of your subconscious imaginations. How does one handle the cocktail of conflicting emotions? I wonder if I’ve let a chance slip me by. If I’d work hard to pursue my beloved, would she, in turn, love me back. I believe...
if i told you i love you, would you tell me you love me too? somehow, i’m a bit confused. i don’t know if it’s my loneliness or my lust. i don’t want to hurt you ever, but every moment i don’t tell you, is another moment i live without you. weird.