phlegmatic.

i hate what i felt when i was with you. i seek temporary solace in others when you're clearly in front of me. all seem awkward. as much as i would love to be the chatty me, i had to hold back. the atmosphere was so different. it was a happy song, you said. but, at that moment, i felt like happiness had left. i didn't enjoy the song as much. i got myself confuse for a while.

when i was listening a sad song by James Ingram- just once, i didn't feel sad. i even felt that the night had a beautiful ending. the person i was with is a great company.

probably, there is still that little bit of hope i'm having deep inside me. i had to tell you 'goodbye' and not 'see you around'. i made a mess of my own thoughts.

the conclusion, i'm crazy to still have any feelings for you.