This is not a depressed/sawi post.
It is just a thought that hit my head while on commute this morning.
"I am willing, able and ready to fall in love with him again (and again)
but I am pretty sure he would never fall in love with me."
:P
This is a fact and I am indifferent about it.
Disclaimer: Again, I am not depressed nor am I sawi. It's just
one of my too many mini realizations in life that comes
my way lately and fortunately I get to account.
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