Jun 6, 2018

At Wits' End

So I gave up. I gave up to every sanity I have to ignore him. I can't deny the fact that I felt contentedly overjoyed when I started talking and smiling to him. That emotional outburst you can't easily contain every time you see him lurking around with his eyes spying on you. His hesitation, when you know how he attempts to get near you.

Or maybe I am just overly thinking or most likely hallucinating. I can be wrong. I can be right, but I don't give a damn care anymore as long as he makes me happy.

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