i'm such a bitch for acting like you are mine. like i get jealous easily of the people who get to see you everyday, like this girl, and this girl, and this girl that i really don't like. there are lots of them, actually. i feel sad whenever you cancel your appointments with me, because you have to do something that's far more important than being with me. i also hate myself for ignoring you whenever i feel like i don't matter to you. do i matter to you? do you see me differently? do you like hanging out with me better than those other girls? do you like saying the nickname you gave me? do you like staying in the library with me? do you like the way my laughter sounds.
well, if you'll ask me, i like everything about you. not every single thing but pretty much everything. you are different from everyone else that i know in mapua. you study so hard, goddamn, you SCIENCE so hard. well, science is a verb in my vocabulary. but i like it. do you know that? did you even notice the way i stare at you whenever you read? i reckon no. i get shivers every single time you sit right next to me in the library. your smile is damn beautiful. you smell nice. like really damn nice. i bet you don't even realize that i take pictures of you whenever you sleep. and sometimes, i upload them on instagram. not all, just chosen ones. will you be angry if i told you that? i hope you will. you know why? because you never got angry at me. i kind of hate it, do you know that? they say, people care for you when they get angry at you. but you never did. so maybe, you never cared for me.
this guy, harry, from highschool, my first love, did the opposite. he was angry at me all the time. but i believe, people say, you always hurt the person you love the most. so maybe harry loved me more than anything else after all, don't you think? but no. this is reality. he never liked me. the way you never liked me. please, like me a little.
you have this knack for being sweet towards me, sometimes. and my heart really pumps hard whenever you do sweet things. like the way you out-of-nowhere-hold-my-arms. like the way you out-of-nowhere-says-chelle. like the way you out-of-nowhere-exists. ugh. these are not even sweet things but for me they are. why do you have to be so cooool?
sometimes, i am damn trying to hate you, do you notice that? i will ignore you, and then you'll do something that actually makes my heart do a flip, and then i'll go to talking to you again. like, how is that? how do you even do that? why do girls get attracted to you? you're not even 80% handsome, but you are so damn charismatic and sex appealing. ugh. sex appealing.
well, if you'll ask me, i like everything about you. not every single thing but pretty much everything. you are different from everyone else that i know in mapua. you study so hard, goddamn, you SCIENCE so hard. well, science is a verb in my vocabulary. but i like it. do you know that? did you even notice the way i stare at you whenever you read? i reckon no. i get shivers every single time you sit right next to me in the library. your smile is damn beautiful. you smell nice. like really damn nice. i bet you don't even realize that i take pictures of you whenever you sleep. and sometimes, i upload them on instagram. not all, just chosen ones. will you be angry if i told you that? i hope you will. you know why? because you never got angry at me. i kind of hate it, do you know that? they say, people care for you when they get angry at you. but you never did. so maybe, you never cared for me.
this guy, harry, from highschool, my first love, did the opposite. he was angry at me all the time. but i believe, people say, you always hurt the person you love the most. so maybe harry loved me more than anything else after all, don't you think? but no. this is reality. he never liked me. the way you never liked me. please, like me a little.
you have this knack for being sweet towards me, sometimes. and my heart really pumps hard whenever you do sweet things. like the way you out-of-nowhere-hold-my-arms. like the way you out-of-nowhere-says-chelle. like the way you out-of-nowhere-exists. ugh. these are not even sweet things but for me they are. why do you have to be so cooool?
sometimes, i am damn trying to hate you, do you notice that? i will ignore you, and then you'll do something that actually makes my heart do a flip, and then i'll go to talking to you again. like, how is that? how do you even do that? why do girls get attracted to you? you're not even 80% handsome, but you are so damn charismatic and sex appealing. ugh. sex appealing.
