why am i so affected by you? regardless of how much i tell myself not to see, i still do register your every movement, look and word.  yet, sometimes im afraid to face you…  courage seems to falter at the critical moment.

i just dont know what to do or say in front of you. but the aura of you around seems to bear on me. half my mind daydreams, yet i know so little..

somehow i always been hopeful of things, but reality is indeed pessimistic. sometimes i wish it will be out of sight, out of mind yet it seems i’ll have to continue with this.