the sensitive side of me

2 weeks ago, i met a guy that i thought was simply a friend.. 2 weeks after, i've fallen for him. i thought he was only an ordinary guy, a funny guy and someone simple, and just to find out that he's been loving someone else just makes my heart crack. at least i've found out sooner or else i would be frustrated all over again.. and as he spoke words of wisdom to me, he didn't know it was him i was talking about. he didn't know i spoke of him, that it was him i'm in love and it's him i'm having problems about. he spoke as if he knew, he spoke as if it was really him. he spoke as if it came from his own soul and heart. he spoke as if he rejected me. he advised me to just care for that person.. and that i shall do.

i thought people around me are all the same.. the jolly good and carefree life.. but i was wrong. we're all the same.. having issues and problems that life just isn't immuned yet to. as we laugh and talk every morning, there were sides of these people i never knew existed. they're very sensitive and ther really have problems to deal with on their own. i thought it was only i who knew problems existed. with those smiling faces i greet every morning, sadness and lonliness is just as equal to that. these people along side with me are just those who need someone to talk to, someone who could listen to our burdens. i'll never see people the same way again. and being as complacent as we are, we don't expect life to be much perfect since every day of our lives are filled with hidden torture and secrecy. we're satisfied with any thing.. that's me.. and that's you.

being me is hard as well as me being you. and i guess that even though i never really had a relationship before.. it will come in God's time... i should be happy that at least i can spend two hours in five days a week with him. i'm quite sure that our friendship is pure and true. i'll wait if i can, and i know it will come.