"We are just friends. Several times now, I have fallen asleep intertwined with you. Cheek to cheek, even lip to lip--just feeling your breath on my skin. We go no further. Today we went for a walk after a summer pour, and I could feel the warm steam rising from the streets. Now tonight, I sleep alone. It's probably healthy because when I'm tangled up with you I can hardly sleep at all. I spend the whole night on fire, quietly smoldering most of the time. Except when you pull me closer and rub your soft scruffle up and down my neck and chest. Or when you grab me by the hip bone and sink your thumbs into my flesh, sending electric chills up and down my body. Or when you pull me into you, sliding your fingers down my spine until they press the small of my back (chills, again). Or when your lips find the back of my neck and you mumble about how good I smell. Those are the times that the smoldering gives way to a blazing flare and all I can do is hope for a nap the next day. But not tonight. You're there and I'm here. I could never tell you this, but every night your body isn't pressed against mine, I have to pack pillows around myself just to fall asleep. But we are just friends, and I'm sure you sleep fine without me."
- Le Love


As selfish as this may sound,
this two love simply cannot coexist.

Since we've never made this clear,
why not we just finished it once and for all.
I understand how this is all a blur,
not like you've ever wanted this for real.
Why let this go on,
when none of us can live out of our self-denial.

But just know that,
you've made a mark in my precious heart.
I will always remember how you made me smile,
bringing butterflies in my stomach.
Knowing every ways to bring me closer to you.
Every touch.. you make me want to hold on to it forever.
Tried so hard not to show how much I enjoy your presence,
simply too afriad of the reality.
Sorry darling, I apologised for being me.

Now I've found someone I treasure more than this,
and this is the sacrifice I have to make.



and love..
such a silly game we play
love.. who can tell me I am wrong.

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