I saw you again walking towards me. It made me happy yet I don't have the courage to look at you even for 5 seconds. But believe me, I love doing it. Staring. I mean.  I always want to look at you. I always want to scrutinize and savor the view of every detail of you and what you do. I always want to do it. Always, everytime. I am just afraid that you'll know. I am afraid that you'll see it through my eyes. And it kills me. Yes, it really kills me. I don't want to lose even the little hold that I have over you. But my narcissistic self tells me to stop this. I love myself.

Hello my profile. I'm here visiting again.  I' m confused alright. Hope everything will go well. I mean everything...all the aspects in my life.  I'll just elaborate more when all is as clear as water. Sighs.