To the one who liked me,
I know what you did last December. You hugged me, we were sleeping next to each other. I let you, I was trying to feel if my heart will waver.
But your hand on my stomach didn’t even make the butterflies come out, your breath on my head didn’t even bring any shiver down.
Swallowing for air, both of us are aware. Awake and aware. Pretending to sleep, we decided not to care.
In case you’re reading, I apologize for having written this down to paper. It’s just hard to ignore the words once they appear in front of you and make you remember. But I guess it’s not hard to ignore this particular letter, just like how we ignored what you did last December.
From the girl who liked another man
P.S. Some details are tweaked for privacy purposes.
Bittersweet Sensations 
I’m two poems in and already know how fascinating your heart is, how gifted you are
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You don’t know how happy I am to hear that! Every time I receive a compliment regarding my work,
I am more fueled to keep on writing and actually believe in myself. So thank you so much, my heart is beaming! 😊
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you made it easy with your lovely art
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shishishi, this brings up a lot of mixed emotions. Honestly, I could say this was triggering.(I a good way, sort of..) It was a very nice and relatable piece, I enjoyed the read
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Did you receive the hug or you did it? Hahaha I’m just kidding 😉Thank you!
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