I'm exhausted of trying so apologise to you if I don't strive much into making this relationship a reality. Don't ever let my cold face and words mislead you of the fact that my heart is burning, drowning slowly into the ocean of your eternally love regardless how hard I endeavor to swim out.

Your smile is enough to feed my soul and your existence near me could recall my spirit. Don't amaze or raise your eyebrows.

It starts from the first day, from the first moment my sight fall upon you. Surely you couldn't remember this moment because you were busy arguing about something, but I'm kinda glad you stood up proudly between all people who were in a seated posture because there where you became more clear to notice, more clear to catch my heart. You reminded me of someone..someone was so close, so real to touch but so fake in personality and feelings. I thought you were same just because you have the exact way of arguing and staring, but I found out I was wrong. I found a pure, original copy of how my man should be.

My heart couldn't help shaking and attaching since this moment and I can tell surely this doesn't happen alot to me. I tried to convince myself it's impossible to even you look back because I lost the hope of mutual love for ages.

I stroved not to love you. I swear of God I had done my best to escape. But I keep overthrowing into your trap without even you try to dig it up for me.

Occasionally, I wish if I'm able to pull my heart out of my chest and throw it into any close bin to end the story of you and accept you just as a friend. Because I'm exhausted, and there isn't any obtainable therapy for my heart anymore to allow you to break it. I still need to live with my old scars I have into my heart without having scars above my skin.

I don't know if you have feelings towards me, but my dark past proves me that you ain't the one no matter how many times I sought to make you the one. Regardless how I tried plainly to show my angelic, pretty personality above my features. I'm sorry I'm bad in using make-up products and I fear surgeries but I believe in God's miracles.

I keep ignoring my heart's alarms and my flooding speculations of you perhabs in love because I'm done of unrequited love, I'm done of feeling invaluable to the one I value. I'm done of giving so much while it doesn't repay at least the available. I'm sorry for being exhausted; I just fear falling in love, breaking my heart. I fear you be the next one.

Eventually, my heart keep telling me you are the one, but you never tell me you are the one.