sakit mo, ya
In the midst of every blurry and suffocating crowd, one is always looked for, and one seeks for what feels like eternity. It doesn’t even matter when her chest feels tighter by the second as she squeezes through the crowd. What more can she demand? Well, as I scanned the people surrounding me, I finally found him. I was ecstatic. I could feel myself rise with happiness. He looked utterly handsome—not just that, but even more adorable. My heart fluttered, yet it ached. I know there’s nothing to be hurt about, but why do I suddenly feel this shooting pain whenever I see him smile with people I can never be? I shouldn’t be feeling this. He is just someone I admire to keep myself motivated—a happy crush. Getting heartbroken by someone younger than you is so frustrating, and what makes it more annoying is the audacity they have, like, bro, have you forgotten your place? But what makes it sadder is using someone to forget the person who once haunted you… and then suddenly developing seri...