That’s how you are to me now. You’re becoming distant to me.
Honestly, I don’t know if it’s me who’s acting weird or it’s you.
Come to think of it, it’s like we’re both being awkward and mean towards each other whenever we see each other. It’s so strange. We used to be able to talk about so many things. And now, even wanting to start a simple conversation always make me feel self-conscious and think about it million..billion..trillion..gazillion times!
Just so you know, it hurts me to see you acting like that. Acting as if I don’t ever exist to you. But I like to let the optimism kicks in and think that maybe .. JUST MAYBE .. you’re a shy person.
Or maybe you’re just a better actor than me.
I’ve blurted it. Now, I’m waiting for your part. It’s not fair that I’ve done mine and you haven’t. Even though the truth might hurt me, but it’s better knowing it than leave it hanging. At least if it’s hurting me, I can move on and jump on the next chapter. Better yet.. End this sad, annoying story of me and you and start over a new book.
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