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i didn’t need to talk to you.

i just wanted to talk to you.

i didn’t need you to be with me.

i wanted you to want to be with me.

shouldn’t you feel happy that i’m into you more than how you feel towards me?

but so what, i didn’t care.

it was just the way you put it out, you were not proud of it.

is it how you think of our future together?

your friends, your family, the community?

you said you don’t have much stories to tell.

it’s because you chose not to.

but for this, you could have just kept it to yourself. 

last night i dreamt you were angry.

you said i had no sympathy maybe because in reality, 

i might ended it too abruptly you might not see it coming.

if it was true, i hope you forgive me.

thanks for giving us a chance.

for proving that it’s not our cultural differences that set us apart, but solely on how feelings drifted.

otherside of the world