I thought I fell out of love, or at least that it’s better not to be obsessed with someone who doesn’t pay as much mind as you do to him. So one begins the slow process of getting out of love, away from everything about him anymore. I should be an expert by now but it never ceases to be hard.
I told my friend I’m not fated for romance, but sex maybe. Sigh, I wish I was aromantic and asexual.
In a way, it’s like getting out while you still can. I never want to have a crush as long as the 1st one ever again. Because the more you’re into someone, the harder you fall splat in the ground when you get off the high.
Maybe that’s why I’m always looking for some sign of disinterest instead of interest. I’m always waiting for a sign to go because I believe that things would never work out. Isn’t that messed up?
Out of sorts
I thought I fell out of love, or at least that it’s better not to be obsessed with someone who doesn’t pay as much mind as you do to him. So one begins the slow process of getting out of love, away from everything about him anymore. I should be an expert by now but it never ceases to be hard.
I told my friend I’m not fated for romance, but sex maybe. Sigh, I wish I was aromantic and asexual.
In a way, it’s like getting out while you still can. I never want to have a crush as long as the 1st one ever again. Because the more you’re into someone, the harder you fall splat in the ground when you get off the high.
Maybe that’s why I’m always looking for some sign of disinterest instead of interest. I’m always waiting for a sign to go because I believe that things would never work out. Isn’t that messed up?
Sigh.
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