He explains it all. Please don’t ask; why I’ll still blabber about him.
It drives me crazy because I don’t intend to involve him within me. And I keep indulging him. He doesn’t care while I cautiously care. What’s the difference? His eyes talk a lot and I cannot keep a straight face. We are similar.
Thank god! He and I didn’t googled as we. I don’t want a responsibility to bear we. It burdens me a lot. He can call me selfish. It satisfies me the most. Cause, I’m this way, this is real me.
Thanks for being he.
I’m proud on being I.

4 thoughts on “He

  1. Your talent truly runs deep, you have a gift in this art of writing. I am quite in awe of your work and i am really looking forward to reading more of your posts soon! – Cezane

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      1. Haha, i realy like how you put it that wat, i will be posting more of my works and visiting your blog every Sundays, That cool too? 😀 – Cezane

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