on my way back home, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I kept questioning myself:

why did I love him?

what was in it for me?

for how much longer did I have to live unnoticed?

yes. I loved you very much. and I was at a point where I wanted to not have even the slightest of feelings for you. but on the other hand, you were what kept me going. you added colour to my life, and so, I knew there was no way out for me.