不求回报
I can never forget how you saved that night —I didn’t
want to go home yet because I don’t know how the hell I am going to do that,
but you took me home.
You were just a few inches away from me. To be honest, it was so
hard for me to breathe in your scent, because I don’t want it to linger and
stick in my mind. I don’t want to get used to it.
I don’t want to get so used to it as I am so used to seeing your
smile, your wave, your eyes, and the way you just see right through me, pass by
me and walk towards the girl of your dreams — which doesn’t happen to be me.
Maybe, as much as I have no words on how to describe your
beautiful smile, I will never have words on how to define how I feel towards
you. I am pretty much sure that I’ve been attracted to you for so long, but I
am never sure if I have already fallen for you.
Maybe, I have already fallen for you.
But when the dawn comes and I happen to be awake, thoughts of you
suddenly pierce through my mind like a sharp dagger — so beautiful, so good to
look at and to dream of, but at the end of the day, will slowly try to kill me.
That’s when I know that I’ve fallen for you, and then eventually,
I’d tell myself, “No. You have to get back up. It’s not healthy for you.”
My dear, I can’t believe
how much fatal a smile could get until I met you.
The reason why I never told you about my feelings is that I know
it’ll be better off that way. You’ve got a bunch of ladies wanting to toss
rocks at your window, waiting for you to notice them. But I wouldn’t be
throwing rocks on your window, though.
I never tossed rocks on someone else’s window. I just wait for
someone who would open up a window exclusively for me.
And as much as I’d want you to do it, I know you never will.
不求回报 (Unrequited)
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Fiona is 19 years young, and always wears her heart on her sleeve. She is currently majoring in Journalism and aspires to be a courtside reporter. A certified foodie and a homebuddy, and enjoys devouring chocolates on rainy Sunday mornings.
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