h~"it was like walking into a four-wall gallery room--quiet, blank, empty.
and then pictures emerged on the vast walls; showing me the difference of
noticing, liking and loving~"
so we were exhchanging text messages asking him
like he was on some hot seat. so when i asked him about my bestfriend,
and he said, it's nothing. he just thought she was cute,
and it's a different thing from liking or anything--
i honestly felt relieved. it wasn't really a good news, nor bad for me.
because i knew, even if it isn't her--
he'd never like me, not even notice me.
i am contented with our friendship *wait*
i'm more than contented--i am grateful & i had no plans of risking it
or putting it to end. so we continued with more questions.
until such time that i have filled in the blanks in my head.
he was inlove with someone, someone very close to him--and i wasn't even jealous.
and then the topic swayed to me.
him telling me to save myself from the *disturbia* of keeping
my feelings to myself.
i explained my side, telling him that admitting to "the guy" would
somehow lessen my stress. but it would add up to his~
and i didn't want to put that on him. he shouldn't be bothered.
it was i who fell--so i should pay the consequence..
but he still didn't agree saying that it's the guy's problem when he learns.
atleast, i wouldn't be bothered by it day & night.
i, of course, still didn't agree..
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