Random toughts about Him and Me. Him and Her. Him.

And then the girl happened. And somehow, the girl made pass what I have done to make him like me. And even though it hurts me to see my fear coming true right now, I still keep hoping that even if he loves her, maybe he still has (not that he ever had) even the tiniest of feelings for me too. It’s so pointless to keep hoping and waiting for him. But I just can’t let go. Because he is everything I have ever hoped for. Too bad he just couldn’t see that. Too bad he couldn't realize that. Not that I’m blaming him. Maybe it just never was meant to be. And I have been so wrong all along. And yet he still looks at me like he wants to tell me something.

Oh make me stop please.