And it was then when I suddenly realized why I hated you. You were the first person I was ever passionate about. My mind and body were dedicated to you in a way that is inexplicable and I guess that’s why it hurt so much when you didn’t care anymore. It pained my soul to an extent where even as much as I forced myself to despise your very existence, I could never seem to fulfill my own order. A few months pass by and I still feel truly pathetic as you continue to consume my daily thoughts. And even though externally I do not seem to fret, inside I still urgently crave the moments when our eyes meet.
― K.R (via 99teen)