It would never be the same again.
“I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are."
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Oh why do I always appear at the wrong time? Each and every time.
I wonder.
Sigh.
Feeling.. I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore.
This time, I'm really, really, just gonna leave the pieces there.
No more picking them up.