Tell me why
So i have been making this like my personal blog and emotional rant site but what the heck...i feel safer here cause no one personally knows me here...i think?
anyways, i just came back from a lunch date with my friend and she asked me a question that got me thinking.
she said. "I saw your post on IG yesterday, about TOP and that girl. Why do you even like him so much that sometimes you seem like you're in love with him? It's not like you know him personally. you might even hate his little habits."
without thinking i said, "Don't be such a busy body shut up, he's handsome as ." and the conversation ended like that with both of us laughing things off.
so as i was driving back, i got caught in the usual "midday traffic" (i feel like traffic jam occurs at every hour here). anyway back to my story, i got lost in my train of thoughts and it brought me back to the conversation I had with my friend earlier...so why do i love him that much?
well, you know how when you are in love and sometimes every love song that blast through the radio reminds you of that other half of you. That's how it is about Choi Seunghyun. i know it may seem crazy but honestly speaking, he is my downfall, my muse, my worst distraction and my rhythm and blues. my drive and motivation. Funny how you can actually fall for someone thats halfway across the world and doesn't even know of your existance but basically he is a really inspiring person. His smile lights my world up with a million technocolours and release a thousand butterflies in my stomach.
The fact is, i don't think i'm the only one feeling like this about them. so that's why Let's not fall in love is affecting us or maybe just me in such a way that makes me reflect my own life. "I want you to stay but I don't want to be attached to you."
anyways, i have to get back to work. don't take me as those overly obsessed (Only i can date oppa) kinda person because i know i'm not. i want them all to be happy with the desrving woman who can be their pillar of strength.
anyeong!! ^_^
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