I was cheated on once upon a time, by a boy across the road, who till this day still bugs me.
I know how it feels like, and I have to be honest and up front about it.
We kissed. I had a crush/infatuation/liking for this guy. This guy likes me. But that didn't change the fact that he is a serial playboy and a habit like that is hard to crack.
I guess going after attached girls must be a new challenge. He got me. I'm WEAK like that.
Who knows. I might end up with him. I'm just such a self harming slut this way. Always out to get myself burnt, taking unwanted risks, just because.
Just because I'm bored, lonely, crazy.
I sought advice. I was warned. But as I am, impetuous.
I got singed, not burnt yet.
This relationship. I destroyed it. WQ is the victim. Feel free to hate me.
Even if he forgives me, I doubt I'll be able to forgive myself. We'll probably remain friends and stop leading him on.
So, so messed up.
I'm failing Econs. Doesn't make sense to me. (I'm too wrecked.)
2 comments:
Aiyoh... Why so drama? It's just a kiss. We all see people whom we like or have a crush on. As long as you remain faithful to the one by default, a kiss or two - draw the line at that! - is no big deal.
Some Europeans and Americans I meet share kisses too. No biggie.
And I don't think WQ is petty this way.
Anyway, I left WQ already la. Realised along the way that I prefer him more as a friend than a lover. Even though some people may think he is the most stable and best guy I could ever get.
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