The rest is still unwritten..

diary of the miseducated: I wish you weren’t so nice, that I would feel less enticed every...

I wish you weren’t so nice, that I would feel less enticed every single time we’d cross paths. But I can’t help but to be drawn towards your existence, even for the slightest of moments. Though I know the feeling of bliss is temporary and not mutual. I never know why I continue on with wanting…