I hope you don't see this
The right person met at the right time brings happiness; The right person met at the wrong time brings heartache; The wrong person met at the wrong time brings absurdity; The wrong person met at the right time brings a sigh. This is what I learned in my early twenties. Which line we belong to? Probably the third one, I guess. If only we had met earlier, If only you were not yourself, would we end up differently? Or things would totally be different, if we had met earlier, and if you were not yourself? Maybe we wouldn't even have to chance to get close. She said you are just like J. She warned me not to fall into another trap. I assured her I won't, I said I would keep my distance. Did I? I think this is the time I should draw my boundary. This line, I wouldn't cross. I know, undoubtedly, we will never go far. I just don't want to admit it. I only hope for miracle. I hope that you are different, that I just need time to proof myself. Yet