That feeling… when you want to make him feel you’re still not completely okay because of what he did but at the same time… you don’t want to hurt his feelings.
That moment… when you feel like opening a conversation with him but nope, you didn’t because of this thing you call “ego”.
That feeling… when you’re torn between waiting for him to approach you or taking the risk to just hug him tight knowing that he won’t be beside you again tomorrow.
Is this really our fate? Po?