I’ve been wondering why you took chances to stare at me when we sit opposite each other. Why I caught you blinking your eye at me when I look back at you and asked why you’re staring and why you believed me so much when I told you a lie.
The other time when we sat next to each other, we were so close I could feel your breath brushing against my cheeks. You didn’t know that I was staring at you when half your face was covered.You deliberately hold my hand when I gave you the ipod back. But the best thing was that I felt your warmth which give me this fuzzy feeling I couldn’t supress. I had the urge to move away but I know I couldn’t because I’m certain that’s the only day I could be with you.
Why is there infatuation towards you ? I could not stop myself for searching for you, smiling at you or simply acknowledging your presence. It is strange, really strange to the point where I can’t fathom my feelings towards you.
But in the end, I just realised that I like you, but I don’t like you enough to love.
