I made a promise. I broke a promise. I said I'll be there when the stars start falling but a star was shot and I was busy lolling, not realising that you were also falling and when I got there you were stronger and busy crawling. It hurt me deep to know there was nothing else for me to do and that's why I spent most of my days frowning. I had a chance, I blew a chance. I thought that waiting a little longer would do me justice," I'll wait for the right time"my heart told me to do it but I was in denial, afraid of betrayal, but yet I kept on smiling, even though it was hurting and still persistent and said " it was only infatuation " and deep inside I knew I was lying, but I couldn't admit it,"it was going to make me seem foolish ". funny cause I really don't care about my reputation, it's not really something I'm trying to maintain, cause if I really was I never would have cried. its not me to give up without giving it a try, but maybe because I cared so much I was willing to let you go, I knew that you weren't mine, but I felt like we were meant to be, if not our lives just had to intersect, I took time to look inside and introspect and what I discovered nearly gave me a heart attack, cause it read beautifully
I REALLY LOVE......