Buntong-hininga

I think I still am crushing on you or crushing on the idea of ME and YOU. Yes, I might've gone overboard by asking you to have coffee with me sometime. I might've ruined it by playing the part of an innocent ex-nongirlfriend / flirtmate. I might've destroyed yet another harmonious coexistence. I don't care. Maybe I do. Yeah, I guess I do care.

It's just that I couldn't help it. You're like my security blanket. Everytime I fall into this human warmth drought, I always come back to you, or to what I believe is an attempt to relive what we had. You're like my Mr. Big. Although, all we have are witty exchanges, flirty gestures and a few extra sweetness once in a while. I do not believe in FOREVER with you, I just think what we have is FUN.

I didn't even ask if you're in a relationship. That's how dangerous I am when you're around. I guess you're not my Mr. Big... but you can be my Mc Dreamy. Either way, I know I'm in for a really really really interesting ride.
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