Times like this, I'm thankful no one can read my mind. At the same time, I hope I'm hard to read. It sucks when you yearn for attention from someone special, it sometimes even hurts. So your feelings gets heighten from small little details.
You just can't help it, it comes on its own. But seriously, why does it always have to be the wrong ones? Why is love so complicated? Well, I'm probably clapping hands with only a hand. Geddit? Sigh
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