I stopped talking to you because I was falling in love with you.

Yep, that’s true.

Now don’t think I’m weak based on just that, well I wasn’t exactly in love with you, I know this for sure.

But I also knew for sure that if I were to keep seeing you the way see you, I would fall, like a stone dropped from the sky. 
I couldn't do that now could I, cause you weren't falling for me. Haha.

But this is not a conclusion I have reached in mere haste, I have tried many times to be just friends with you and I did succeed, only for a while though.

It's my eyes I guess, they look at you different, and my lips, ugh, break into a smile everytime I see you.

I couldn't keep doing that to myself. I know it's sad that I will have to leave your side. But the sadness of being with you and being capable of only watching you from afar is greater than the sadness I feel at this departure.

It isn't alright for my heart you see. It feels too much in too little time. Can't tame it, can't blame it.

So I shall increase my distance towards you, like you did many times in the past towards me, I shall, I guess treat you as you did me, many times in the past. But your distance was temporary and short-lived. However, mine unfortunately will have to be forever.

Now that I have stopped talking to you, I shall talk of you in the things that I write, because sadness seems to act as if a catalyst that gets me writing. And you seem have given me a lot of it without realising.


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