LeeLeePot

i was scanning some status messages on my sister's facebook wall when i read her status about a note she found inserted in between the books i own back in my room. the note stirred a lot of emotions inside me:

i loved you: it may be that love has not completely died in my soul; but let it trouble you no longer; i do not wish to sadden you in any way. i loved you silently, hopelessly, tormented now by shyness and now by jealousy; i loved you so sincerely, so tenderly, as God grant you may be loved by another



i somehow wish it was for me. but i'm sure it wasnt. although i wanted it but it's scary. i don't want to delve in that much on something that's been buried.