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I love you.

When was the last time I said that? I don’t remember anymore.

Why, it’s been my dying wish to say it every day, every time you look at me. And I would trade my entire life just to be able to do that. But we both know it’s not possible. What’s more painful is that I can’t even say “I miss you” this time. Why? Because I can’t tolerate anymore of you telling me I’m doing these, talk crazy things because I’m “just freakin’ bored”!

I wish you knew how much you hurt me last time you said that. It even got me to decide not to talk to you anymore. And I mean for the rest of my life. It’s just so hard to deal with you. You confuse me so much like I’m in a labyrinth.

But, for the love of God, why I can’t obey what my senses telling me?! Why I still love ‘til it hurts so much? Yes, I asked God for help and guidance for my decisions; to enlighten me and give me more courage to be well-founded in my decisions. But in the end, still, I’m back to being crazy in love!

Indeed, such a habit really hard to break.