We are not friends, neither lovers nor enemies; just strangers whose hearts speed up a little each time our gazes meet, after all.
It’s kind of like, the difference between putting your hand on your own, and him putting his hand on yours. When you touch your hand, you don’t feel it, nothing happens, it’s just there. But when he has his hand there, you feel everything. Every move of his palm, every squeeze of his hand, and every brush of his finger. And you feel it right down to your toes and up to your neck. Everything in your body tingles, but it’s the most wonderful thing ever. Every move he makes, he makes a difference.
Ngayon lang ulit ako iiyak para sa ganito kababaw na bagay. Hay nako,