I can’t shake off these emotions, this feeling of unwanted affection towards you, a person who makes me smile when there’s no reason to smile, makes me laugh at things I never knew was humorous.
I can’t still seem to shake that off, that replay of heartbreaks going over and over again how I knew you will never feel the same way, yet I still hope, still do. An ongoing war of choosing let it go or not to.
Shake what off? Something pasted and carved in so deep that it can’t be fixed, that whatever I’m feeling for now is shaking me off, off to the world of imaginations where you and I would be in. Though I knew that feeling has already shaken you already and you have stood in a ground where nothing could ever be quivered by anyone.