#bhebehko

same. everytime I go out of our bldg. I simply look for you around. we’re passing by infront of College of Engineering bldg. with my hope to see you. “ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit nagsu-suklay ako.”; I say. I know my hair. it will just go the way it wanted to be and I used to be fine with that. carelessly, finger comb it, just tie my hair with my hair net on and that’s it. but now I’m taking time fixing, combing it or let someone do my hair for me. I just want to look clean if ever you see me. well, that’s what we, medical students are known to be,-we’re clean and look clean. haha even if we were just having “hi”, “hello” greetings (na mej nagkakahiyaan pa) and not even stop for a talk when we see in person plus it’s not everyday that we get to see eachother I still want you to find me, pretty.. pretty clean? lol or proper. bloom. well dressed. whatever! I want to see you. I want to be with you. everyday. but honestly, when you’re around my cardiac muscle pump blood through my vascular system really fast. I feel nervous, I feel shy, shaking inside. I don’t know what to do. you’re the only one who’s giving me that feeling.