Play a game...on me....(edited)
*I removed the 1st part...kasi...it is one thing I want to forget...and have forgotten...
PART TWO
This is similar to a confession,
But not quite,
Not to a bishop nor a priest.
After you read this,
“I think”,
Change that, for, “I know”,
That then you’ll know,
Who YOU are…
I don’t care anymore on what you’d say,
For I blew it a long time ago,
I freaked you out,
I even pushed you away.
When I’m with you,
I just say the wrong things,
At the wrong time.
But if you’re just wondering,
Standing just next to you,
Being meters away from you,
Just brings me smiles.
I’m freaking myself out too,
Saying all these creepy things, to you.
You can’t blame me,
I was born to be capable of saying things,
Specifically, tell you of how I feel.
Its actually bringing me tears right now,
I’m not saying that to just add more emotion to what I’m writing,
It is true,
As I type down the words I wanna tell you,
As my eyes start to hurt staring at the screen,
With tears slowly falling down,
I can’t help but think of how much I want to tell you this, in person.
I’m not expecting anything in return,
I just want to be honest with you.
But I’m a bit scared,
Coz I never knew how you really felt.
I thought, analyzed, worried…
I still didn’t have any clue…
After you know of how I feel,
I hope the friendship continues,
Coz you’re such a good friend, and if maybe telling you these would ruin that friendship, I’d take all these back.
Play a game on me,
Do whatever,
Just don’t make me fall for you.
Oh wait, I already did.
So GAME OVER.
My days are over.
I’m finished!
I’m gone!
