If 'what if'... become a reality.

. . . Can't let you go . . . 

Damn it, I think about you all the freakin' time!

 Even if I kiss other, I think about you.

Our kisses. 

. . . What can I fuckin' do!? . . . 

If 'what if' become a reality it will ruin our friendship. Our wierd friendship. It will make me feel more unhappy, if this ever become reality. But it will never ever become a reality. We are not created for each other... Or are we? Is this the answer of love? Can this be the point of the hole fuckin' lovestory?!



I don't think I can wait anymore..
Or wait..
No, I can.
But I'll just not want to.