March 31, 2011

I Get So Weak

What is more hurtful than being seen by others as someone you're really not? She's just trying to ignore everyone around knowing she can't explain herself to each of them. She can't make them understand that it hurts her more to be in the same class with this boy. And that if she would have it her way, she would love to be anywhere far from him. Just glancing at him makes her heart beat triple times; and now she have to bear with it longer. Now that they're classmates, now that they're group mates, now that they're seat mates.

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