I take a long walk throughout my college. I breathed in and out peacefully to clear all of the problems that have been clouding my mind from the past few days.

I kind of think that I am such a successful student because eventhough today is the first day our sem-break is started, I did forced myself to wake up early so I could jog a little bit for a sight of sunrise and the coldness of air.

Kidding.

I actually now is running away from my own roommates.

Actually, not them.

But only her.

Her name is Mayne.

Okay, I did not even know how I started to develop this weird feeling towards her.

Its just, the thought of her, makes my heart beat like crazy. I even get sudden goosebumps if she lend a way too much to my place. Or when she and me exchange little smile after our eyes meet.

Or perhaps, when I started hoping her to become my little savior.

Its pathetic, I knew it. But how can I do?

Over so many people around, why the fuck my heart is choosing her to be someone I am romantically attached to?

Ugh, I need a long break to rethink my life decision again.

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Its 6.34 pm. I just came back from a little reunion with my classmate. My class monitor treat me with a box of grapes just because.

And the moment I stepped in my room, I saw her lying alone, sleeping with a pillow above her head.

I feel bad, so I opened my phone to write something on this website called futureme.org

It is basically a website where you can write a message to the future you, meaning that, that message will be delivered after certain amount of time is reached. Like now, I am writing for that message to come a year later. I think, their concept is kind of cool. It lets you reminiscing about your memories, nevertheless how great or bad those memories are. At least, for a someone like me who values memory as the most, this is good for me to not forget every little things that was already happening in my daily life.

Futureme.org

I feel bad for leaving you alone. But I am not in the right place to worry about you.

I like you. A lot. But I could not tell you about this feeling. It is so embarassing. For someone like me to fall over someone like you.

I have nothing to offer but my love. When I love someone, there's nothing that could be done for me to erase all of the memories about that person. I will keep you forever in my mind.

I like you, Mayne.

I stopped. Kinda feel cringe with my ownself.