I feel a kind of depressive, those times. My heart is like a big sponge soaked by tears. I feel like if it gonna explode without being able to.
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Love, love, love. I cannot help but to like him. To the extend that I wonder if actually I really liked my "first love"... Actually... That time it's not like if I never talk to him (the first love was most of the time not here in class...).
But I like him. I like him so much... He's really a nice guy... even if he seems a little bit cold with me those days...
I like him. I'm so jealous when I see him talking/laughing with other girls...
No way. I WILL do that first step. It is out of the question to let it go away and cry like last time.
I know that I'm always crying those days... But so.
It is so painful to feel that he is not really interested by me, that I don't have a lot of chance with him.... But I want to try. I want to get that f*****g shyness out of my mind. If I don't do that, I'll never be able to do anything.
Well.
But I like him. I like him so much... He's really a nice guy... even if he seems a little bit cold with me those days...
I like him. I'm so jealous when I see him talking/laughing with other girls...
No way. I WILL do that first step. It is out of the question to let it go away and cry like last time.
I know that I'm always crying those days... But so.
It is so painful to feel that he is not really interested by me, that I don't have a lot of chance with him.... But I want to try. I want to get that f*****g shyness out of my mind. If I don't do that, I'll never be able to do anything.
Well.