you, my friend, puzzle me. i cannot imagine WHY i would be infatuated with you. you're quite rude, you don't read, you have the sensitivity of a rock, you can't even speak english well. and most of all, you don't like ME. not in the way i would like you too, anyway. but there you go. 7 years since we've met, with a considerable portion of that time spent on trying to convince myself that i do not, and WILL not like you, but still. we haven't see each other in a couple years. some time ago, i thought i saw you, and whaddya know, my heart started beating faster! and when i saw it wasn't you, i just laughed, somewhat amused as well as annoyed at the fact i could conjure some sort of subconcious reaction at the mere thought i've sighted you. funny, that. is it a sign? am i supposed to pursue you as the object of my affection?
nah, i don't think so. because i think i've both accidentally and deliberately given you enough hints throughout the years. either you're really dense(which would be another reason not to fall for you), or you're just not interested, and i'm inclined to think it's the latter.
ok, where am i going with this, exactly? right. i'm leaving it to fate. if we're meant to fall in love, i hope you hurry up and come to your senses, and if not, i wish you all the best, and hope your life leads you far away from me so i won't have to bump into you and start puzzling over why i would like you all over again.
cheers
am
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