As teenagers, all we think about (probably, majority of the time) is love, love and LOVE.
Actually, I've been talking to this guy since last year, and at first, he liked me. He told me, I rejected him. The only reason is that I wasn't sure of my feelings. But now, I think I like him. But I'm not going to tell my friends because it's a secret.
So this guy liked this girl for supposedly 2 years, and he still likes her. And as we all know, teenagers like me tend to fall for guys who are funny. I mean, I like handsome dudes, but the funny ones get my heart. I mean, what's in it to be with an awkward and attractive guy? The most is you gain popularity or something, but you gain almost nothing. On the other hand, a funny guy makes you happy, and sometimes they are such good listeners. You just can't help but to fall for them every single day, all over again.
Anyway, back to the point. The guy's funny and kind of cute. I don't get why most of the guys I've talked to always likes a girl they don't talk to often. It's like, hello, you dumb? And what's more is that, the girl shows her distaste to that guy, but he still likes her.
I'm afraid actually. I'm afraid of liking someone, afraid of crushes, afraid of everything related to relationships and love.
Things haven't been smooth sailing for me. The first ever boyfriend I had was actually someone I really liked. He's somebody I can't ever forget tbh. He was everything I could ask for, funny, cute and attractive. He had a certain unique charm, and y'all know, gurls love dem some sporty dudess (; . But unfortunately, that relationship ended.
The second and third and fourth relationship was all because I couldn't reject them. They lasted for 2 weeks, 1 day and 1 month respectively.
So, the fifth relationship. I liked the guy. He was just like my first boyfriend when I think about it. Glasses, tall, slim and sporty. I liked him alot. But when we were together, he didn't put in any effort to talk to me. I feel that some guys act like it's all "i gotcha, u mine, whateva, y u leave me?". And when we actually break up with them, they're like "girls are all the same." I mean, they don't get what they're doing wrong huh. I admit, this relationship ending was partially my fault because I didn't find the need to entertain a douchebag like that.
So this leads me to my unrequited love. I was on the train, and I saw my Thai classmate, and the next thing I knew, he facebook messaged me, asking for my number. We talked for about a year ( on and off ). Sometimes, he would give me false alarms, like how he gave me this build a bear bunny for my birthday, asked to go to school and from school back home together. So, we stopped talking after awhile because there was a rumour that he liked another girl. He dropped the bomb. This year, he gave that girl a rose. I was devastated, but I tried to smile my way through the day. Thank god my friends didn't notice that.
And then, back to the guy I'm currently talking to, he didn't even reacted to that incident, he didn't even mention it. I had told him before that I had a crush on that guy. Most probably he didn't remember it, so he didn't mention anything about that rose drama thing.
I like how he's ignorant about somethings.
I like how his cheeks turns red whenever he's shy.
I like how he likes the girl even though she apparently dislike him to bits.
I like how his voice sounds gentle.
I like how he smells.
So yeah, this is probably going to be unrequited love 2, but who actually gives a damn anyway, right?
