If you know too much about what the other people is thinking, you begin to doubt yourself.
She still likes him, and he used to like her. He still cares for her.
Although many times he assured me that he did not like her anymore, it was all over. I really believed there isn’t anything else I could do other than that.
But every time I look at the way she looks at him, I could feel that the feeling is still there. Every time when I read her blog, I can still feel that every line now and then hints that she still have not get over him. All the things she does are far more than what I can do for him.
I do not like the feeling, but I cannot help but to admit that maybe I am not good enough, maybe they are meant to be after all. I do not like that distasteful feeling, I do not like the jealousy, I do not like my own feeling of stupid-ness. I just do not like the whole idea of it.
I hate this jealous streak in me. xP
posted by maevbe @ 11:59 PM
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