Did I just say that I LOVE YOU…
The line drawn between love and hate is crossed at point where you and me, (for lack of better word) fucked-up. It is when I hate to finally realized that, all this while how meaningful yet addicting you are to me. How pathetic and dependent I am on you, especially this time around. But when the line is again divided, I realized that hate is just a subliminal manifestation of how scared I am and how I despised myself on how much *struggling here* I love you. That how living without you all this while *questionable* made me realize that, how much that I need you. My love for you is substantial *figuratively*. How I hate not to have you in my life…and how dumbfounded and thunderstruck of me to finally admit that, YOU ARE MY SWEETEST DOWNFALL.
…of course I am writing about cathechins and caffeine, what else would it be?
**a consequence of missing one day of cathechins and caffeine and lots and lots of sleepless night.
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