I feel so out of place and cant fathom what exactly is going through both my mind and heart. It's not exactly something bothering me but this feeling didnt seem to come at the right time, at the right place and at the right person. The one I love that I treasure doesnt seem to care if i've gotten home safety, while the other was kind enough to ask if Im back home safely.

Misjudgement of love and underestimation of this broad, unexplainable element that everyone will go through brought disaster to me. I've always thought that it's impossible to like someone else of another race and have always questioned myself how on earth is it possible for two of a different race, to come together and having sparkles flying between them, and yet, finally I got a taste of this, at the very wrong time, with the very wrong person, at the very wrong place.

It's an understatement to say that playing causes harm to one's relationship. It puts one in a sticky situation when the feelings for playing turns out to be real. Sigh.

It kinda hurts me within to hear you say this, 'sigh, finally i found someone like you to make me feel this special way i havent been feeling for 4 yrs but, i know you have a bf and there's nothing i can do anyth about it. that's the only thing i can ever sigh about.'

I really am the wrong person for you, so I put an end to your feelings in case it gets even more intensified than what you are feeling now. ):