he kept chasing her, just not literally.
he even went on a date with her.
i happen to unintentionally followed them without knowing they were having their date there.

with all that’s happening, i knew he still liked her and i kept my feelings still.
whenever he’s near, close or beside me, i have this feeling that he treats me to be like her.
on the other hand, i just go with the flow because i know i’ll never be her.

the way we interact physically and ever so lightly, there was a hint of longingness in his touch while i tried to compose myself. he was longing for her, not me.

even the simple fragrance of her hands, he made me use some products to have it smell like hers.
then he touches my hand with the vision of seeing me as her.

it’s very sad knowing that our deepest feelings for someone that we ignore each day, grows stronger as our dreams interpret it into scenarios.
only through this, we get to grip on to the reality that the person whom we adore so much may never feel the same.