Monday, March 19, 2007
What does it feel like to like someone, when you know that he/she will never take a fancy for you?
How does it feel to like someone, yet wanting him/her to be happy with whoever she/he will be with?
What does it feel like to like someone, and only being able to admire him/her from afar?
How does it feel to like someone, by only lend a listening ear to him/her when he/she wants?
It feels.. blah.
思念是一种病 {12:10 am}
