Signed, Sealed, Pending

         I was the one who asked for your ears to listen but then again, I was the one who kept my lips sealed. How fool of me. I just thought that there’s really nothing to talk about. 

          One thing to be thankful about is that nothing happened. Nothing mutual. Nothing really started. Nothing. It’s easier to move on (when in fact, there’s nothing really to move from). That’s how impulsive I am. That’s how impulsive I was for what I thought I felt. I am not sure if that was just an infatuation or I just want to deny it now that I want things to be back to normal. Best yet, maybe I just don’t want to talk about it. 

            Still he’s one of the beautiful person I’ve known. I love the way he is. I love his kindness. His eyes, his lips, I love ‘em. I don’t want to spoil the closeness that lies for all of us. We’re in a happy circle and I don’t want to ruin that.

            I realized that I am putting myself in a closed box of you when in fact, there’s a larger world for me waiting outside that box. I’ll be walking the world and thank you so much for being part of it.