It hit me.
The love you want are those you can’t really have. Often, you have to be contended with the circumstance that both of you have known each other or be appreciative of the time that you've spent especially those long hours of conversation over a cup of coffee, tea, or beer, or the unsolicited company during the wee small hours.
There are those occasions where you wish you can own time and place it at the palm of your hands so you have control over it. And, you just have to pause it because you don't want to go home. You don't want it to end. You don't want to bid goodbye. Some feelings in the heart are concealed because of fears and hesitations. Fearful because of uncertainty. And so you wait…wait until you don’t know when. Then you tell yourself, "I can get through this. I’ve been through a lot and this one is just easy."
But is it?
Damn.
This is crazy.
Beautiful crazy.
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