You keep me hanging on but we're not moving on.
Have you ever had the feeling when you feel like you're gonna explode anytime now, you wanna shout something out to the world and when you get there, you don't know where to begin? Well, that's what I'm feeling right now. My mind is saying 'blog' but my heart is not in it, unless I start talking about him so stop me before I burst into a world of rainbows and butterflies. Sick, I know. I got a 95 on my Biology exam. The intramurals started yesterday and for the second time, our batch finished last. I wanna go to Manila. There, and now I feel like there's nothing left to say.
UGH. I give up.
He apologizes for the littlest things that I didn't even notice in the first place. I hate it when we run out of things to say text. I hate it when I find myself laughing after reading his text. I hate it when I feel the urge to run to the nearest store and buy cellphone load. I hate it when he doesn't look 'cause I've been looking at him the whole time. I hate it when he calls me 'cute' and I hate it when I'm close to believing it. I hate it when he tries to make me jealous and when I try to make him jealous, he acts like he's okay with it. I hate it when he throws cheesy lines at me and I hate it more when I find myself smiling. I'm a smiling a text, goddammit! Every time I see him and I know he sees me, my heart thumps abnormally. One minute there's some sort of delay, the next minute it's beating really fast. I'll look away but in the corner of my eye, I'll see him smiling.
And gosh, I hate it when I let my feelings win.
Current mood: Blissful
Listening to: Loveteam - Itchyworms