You start doing different things... like maybe it was just for attention?
But really, try staying the same... just be the same, and that was my problem... I tried changing for her... I tried to imitate the people whom she probably would like.
But I'm not like that. I'm really not like that. I was who I was, and what I tried to be, I am not.
But maybe I am who I tried to be: I am that process of what I was trying to be.
Was I just trying to manipulate her into thinking what the kind of person she thinks she likes?
I don't know.
And I probably won't, because I don't, and only God knows. I'm only humans, and each human's different...
There's nothing I could have done, but I felt that I have the capabilities to do so, because we are all human and we can do what other humans can do, right?
But each human ignites a certain feeling towards other humans that can't be imitated... that I think, cannot be immitated. This is why first impressions count so much... I guess.
I don't know.
When they fall in love, they are truly blind with it, allowing it to consume them.
Consumed right now, yes.
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