An illusion.
Everything up until now was all a dream I think of. You’re nothing but just an illusion. Thinking of you puts a smile on my face, I go to school thinking of you. Before I go to sleep and after I woke up, you’re the first person that I can think of. We didn’t even chat much, we didn’t even have each other’s number, but the feeling I have for you is so strong that I even cried for you when it’s just a normal crush. Truth can really hurt sometimes, but they are better then lies. I have to divert my attention to another thing, games, people, anything that can make me forget about you. I don’t want to be in love anymore, it’s just to painful and I’m cursed. I can’t get the girl I like. I think this is my life. Anyway, cherish it your first love. Crying doesn’t help at all, it doesn’t make me forget about you. How I wish there is something that can make us forget unpleasent memories.
