I love miss you, I don't know why, it seems that you are my world everything now; it seems that you've ruled captivated my heart since the day I've met you. I don't know, why am I feeling this way? What's it for me now? What's next? I hope wish want to know how you're going to react to this insanity of mine, falling even more in love with you each passing day of my life; spending it as if it was
is my last when you're around, when you're there, when you're near me,
and when you speak to me. This is something magical, you are a
masterpiece and I am just a frustrated artist. I know I can never be with you, there would never be us...

It's another afternoon for me, an afternoon just like any other day. I
am not expecting any surprises today, any strangeness that might come
across my day; but then, something someone pulled me apart... I'm confused unsure of what I feel, not even a single hint of what's it for me when that someone special leaves. Is this another caffeine thirst for me, just like my everyday shot of a venti frapuccino from Starbucks? Or is this another denial unacceptable drama happening in my life? I can not, I must not, and I could not possibly be in love... Maybe I'm just confused unsure of this now or maybe I'm just in love missing you tonight...



People at times enjoy the company of another so much that they get
used to it somehow. It doesn't matter whether that someone is a friend
or a special part of their lives. It's oftentimes confusing for many to
distinguish what's that strange feeling they feel for that person; like
a part of them is missing when that someone is not around...

"To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without
expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because
we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.



- Madonna



"Don't flatter yourself that friendship authorizes you to say
disagreeable things to your intimates. The nearer you come into
relation with a person, the more necessary do tact and courtesy become.
Except in cases of necessity, which are rare, leave your friend to
learn unpleasant things from his enemies; they are ready enough to tell
them."



- Oliver Wendell Holmes

Friendship... That's all I have from you and I wish nothing more than that... I am confused...