"Thank you. I appreciate your concern."
I know I should be happy hearing you say this, but why does it breaks my heart?
That is the last thing I wanna hear from you. You don't know. You don't know. I am doing it cos I liked you and not what you think as a friendly act. Yes I am happy to hear it coming from you cos somehow you recognized my existence but not in the way you put it. Never in the way you see it. Don't get me wrong, I am genuinely concern and terribly want to involve myself because I wanna know you more. Somehow I am doing it for myself too by doing you a favor. It is my fault that I can't bring myself to pull away from you. I thought I'm so over you when you graduated last year but fate is such a strange thing. So I shouldn't be more surprise when you knock on my door one day and tell me you like me too. And of course that's me and my wishful thinking.
The asymmetry of the world is just absurd. That while I am comforting you, who will comfort me? That while I am moving on, you're always there standing in front of me. I wish that all these bubbles just pop away and leave the hell out of me.
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