Christmas had passed, and I was correct. It was the 3rd year in a row that my Christmas was cold and loveless. (Well I am loved by my family and friends, but that doesn't count). I thought I got already used to it. Until ‘you’ happened. Break ups doesn't really bothered me but this wasn't a break up, I just got rejected and its more frustrating, specially if you are not used to this.

Just few days more... After the Christmas break, I am certain that I'll get over you. I have told you that, so I would ease your guilt. Its not your fault that you don't feel the same way.  But I don't know, if my eyes are tricking me for I saw sadness in your eyes. ‘but I don't want you to’. that's what I managed to translate with those stares. But I ignored it. I don't want to assume again.

I am too tired to think. Tired of work, tired of thinking of you, tired of everything!.

My ex wasn't helping me at all. The one who broke up with me almost a month ago, or is it me who broke up with her? I really can't remember. All I know is, that relationship was nothing but a headache. All she had shown were masks, all she said were all lies. She's not a cheater but, she's a hardcore liar!. Anyway, Since then, she kept on bothering me, but I just ignored her by blocking her number, all her social media accounts. I also got busy with work and all, so I wasn't that trouble that much. But lately, she gets really out of hand, like seriously. She uses other numbers, and create new accounts just to reach me. She's a psycho, I'm telling you. She even uses other names just to threat me. Even my friends outside the industry who knows her are telling me that she's not in love with me, but OBSESSED. If there is a pro, out of all the cons of her assaults was that my attention was diverted to the problemS she created rather than my rejection with you, but I'm still not thankful to her!

One night, I was so pissed off because of another stunt she created. I'm not really good at handling my emotions when it comes to her, and I am nearing to call the authorities and seek help, not caring if my image will be stained. But being the only one in this industry who knows my struggle with her, and being the ‘good friend’ that you are, you offered me something I can't turned down. You said that if I would calm down, you would let me kiss you...
On the philtrum.

I wonder if you really wanted to help me or torture me.  But you know, I was still in the middle of the ‘moving on stage’, not with my ex, but with you. Funny, we haven't had a romantic relationship yet. And you offered me this?

“it was just on the philtrum... There's no malice in that” I told my self. I know, this wouldn't help to solve my problems with her, but this will surely help me... A LOT.

I asked you if you were sure, you answered me with a smile and a nod. I just told you to bite your upper lip so it wont touch mine.  And as I stare on your bitten lip, as I leaned closer, the louder my heart beats get. I never been so nervous with a kiss as ever before. Is it even considered as a kiss?

I closed my eyes to reduce my nervousness but something snap on me. I felt something soft and yes! You stopped biting your lip and it touched mine. We kissed. We kissed! I pulled out abruptly, afraid that you would be mad at me for taking advantage of you, but in the contrary, I was greeted by a loud laugh. One moment I'm on cloud nine, and now I'm more pissed off than before. But can I really be angry with you? No. I can't, because all of it was thrown out at the window when you smirk and said, "you want more?"

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Happy new year to me!

A/n: philtrum (Latin: philtrum, Greek: φίλτρον philtron, lit. "love charm"), or medial cleft, is a vertical groove in the middle area of the upper lip,