Am I a masochist ?

Entahlah. Every now and then, I feel as if I love hurting myself. Especially if it was about one thing that all of you know. Yeah. Love.

I feel the distance.

I feel the pains.

I see the wounds.

I do miss his smile.

I do miss my silhouette when it reflects on his eyes.

I do miss everything that we used to do together.

I do miss the time when my heart skipped a beat when he pass me on the corridor.

I do miss him, the one I used to know.

But I'm afraid it was too late. To fix everything. I know I'm the one at fault. I was so passionate and thought that everything will be okay if I do anything just to get closer to him. But I'm wrong and I can't do the thing I used to do with him.

But, wait. I am confused. Well, forget it. see you.