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When I met you, I thought to myself that you are not the type of guy that I would fall for. You do not have the most captivating looks and tall height, and you have a lot of vices. You are the antithesis of my ideal guy, but you are better than my idea of a perfect guy. You love our country and you are more than willing to fight for the rights of citizens. You are a man of wisdom and principle, and also a man with amazing sense of humor.
They say that when a certain love song plays and a person comes in your mind, you are in love with that person. Funny how I could relate to that because every time Umaapaw by Ang Bandang Shirley plays, all I can think about is how perfect the lyrics are to what I feel about you.
You will always remind me to look and appreciate the stars because I know how much you love them. Sometimes I wish they would whisper to you how wonderful of a person you are. You will always remind me about photographs because I know how you love taking photos. Sometimes I wish you would take a picture of me so you could see the smile in my face whenever I see you. You will always remind me of the verses in love poems. Sometimes I wish I could write a happy poem for you, and not this sad confession of love.
You will always remind me of the little things because that is all we have.
No coffee can make me stay awake at 3am like you do. You are my caffeine. You make me forget about sleep. When we exchange words, I feel like I am living a dream. But similar to a dream, I know it will also end. I always find myself fail at sleeping because I am afraid that we may not talk again the next day. I want to seize my moments with you, even if I have to give up 8 hours of sleep. I’d gladly choose you over sleep.
No exercise can make my heart beat faster like you do. Your smile takes away my breath, leaving me gasping for air.  Just a notification from you can make my heart pound in a pendulum motion. But you and your ability to make my heart go crazy and drain the air in my lungs can kill me. What’s worse than having an asthma attack and heart attack at the same time? You not feeling the same way about me.
That’s when I figured out why I always lose with your mind games, I stopped playing with my mind and started playing with my heart. I kept misreading your mixed signals.
I lost when I started telling you that I like you but said it was a joke afterwards even though it’s not. I lost when you started telling me that you like me too but said it was also a joke because I know it really is. I lost when I started having feelings for you even though I shouldn’t.
I lost and you won my heart.
Don’t worry, I admit that I lost. I confess that I will miss you every day. I confess that my heart will ache for you. I am contented that I will admire you from afar. I confess that I lost because I like you. But I am glad that I lost because you made me experience a rollercoaster ride of emotions – the one I can’t forget. I am glad that I lost because you are worth all the pain and happiness.
This is a sad confession of my feelings to you because I know that you don’t probably feel the same way about me, and that’s okay. Or maybe, it is not because my heart still hurts.
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