We said it from the start that this wouldn’t be a serious relationship. “Casual” I called it. But then we both fell in love. It was great at first, until I noticed I was falling out of love and you didn’t know how to stop it. You simply couldn’t.

Every time we’re together I could see in your eyes your fear of saying something wrong, something that could ruin this. You probably feel like you’re walking on a thightrope in the dark while getting shot.

Every day you must wonder if today I’m gonna dump you or if I’m gonna keep you on your toes for a few more. In fact, I almost enjoy your suffering and leading you on without concluding anything.

I know you think whether I still care about you and our relationship, but I’m not sure you do. And when I kiss you time freezes, messing up all of my feelings, and in times like these you hope I ask you to not go, but I never do, out of fear. If I did though, I know for sure you would stay forever.

I also know you hate the feelings of you being mine, but me not being yours.

Today we were hanging out at my place and I was yet acting like I couldn’t care less about you, and that’s when you lose your mind and say it. That’s when you ruin it.

You said “I love you,” I said nothing back.