I was watching The Breakfast Club when I realized it was boring so I ended up checking my folders in the desktop. I found myself reading some screen captures I had for myself. Those were mostly messages from special people - especially him.
For the nth time, I questioned myself, at one point, was there ever something between us, before or up to now? Maybe something unfinished? Or something we have never talked about?
It hit me. There has to be something. There must be. It is too late. But can we just get away from here? Away to universe that’s not so close my dear. I’m open for the real thing, and I hope I find my realness in you.
Whenever I encounter a guy, at some point, I see you in them. Maybe perhaps, I look for you in everyone. And when I realize that they possess something similar as yours, I tend to dismiss them. And go back to the idea of being with you, and your actuality.
You are still my “Right guy, wrong time”.
It has been a year. But I still like you. I still want you.
Was there ever an us?