Picked this up from NUS Confessions Facebook page and find it rather interested and maybe related to me? Umm..
"We
graduated. I thought I would be able to start a new chapter in my life-
get over my college liking for you and our relationship. It was also a
good opportunity since we wouldn't have been in the same country for the
mths. And I guess I moved on with my life. I jumped deeply into
whatever I was doing, spent fun times with my friends, dated other guys
and got over the breakup.
But I met you after
months and hung out in a group. And there I was... back at the
beginning. Still liking you. Still wondering what it would be like to
hang out with you after work. Still thinking how I could contribute and
make up for all the reasons we broke up. And still designing stories on
how maybe, just maybe we still stood a chance. I know I was selfish and
overly independent and uptight. I don't know why my mind is playing
tricks on me.
When I saw you in your casual clothes, all I
thought of was how we used to cuddle. I guess I didn't tell you then,
but I really liked cuddling with you. Your heavy hands and chest- they
made me feel comfortable and safe.
I have no other way of
telling you this. Whatever you may think, I don't care about any other
guy in my life. If you read this, I know you'll know it's me. And if you
feel the same way, please please tell me something, at least
indirectly. I promise I'll respond openly."
Damn.
