Almost done

You got me at “Hi bes.”

Not.

I got myself into this feeling, knowing you cannot express yourself to me since it will lead to something else.

You got me at how mysterious you are.

Not.

I got myself into this feeling, knowing that you like me but it is not God’s time.

You got me at the way you look at me.

Not.

I got myself into this feeling, since we cannot look into each other’s eyes without revealing how awkward we are.

I do not know how my feelings ever led into this. I was in denial, but now I knew I was in denial. WAS. I am moving on, with what you may ask. I am moving on from my fear. Fear of having too many thoughts about you in my future. Fear of being rejected if you knew how I also felt. Fear from my wrong intuition about you liking me. I am.