Maybe

Maybe I was being too picky.

Maybe I didn't want to be close to anyone.

Maybe I'd just be the type who couldn't feel love all the way or something.

But these maybe were slowly shattered.

Before, I have this notion of never falling inlove.

I have known and experienced almost all of the romantic cliches

Then I realized I'm not made for this.

Love, I believe, is the most elaborate method of self-harm.

So then I met him,

That someone who makes me question things,

He who changes my peaceful reality,

He who revolutionized my world in a second.

He made me experience things I never thought I would be capable of,

Let me fool myself a little longer,

He's my favorite human indeed

Someone you can be free around with.

No we didn't date.

Technically he wasn't an ex-boyfriend.

But he was an ex-something,

An ex-maybe,

An ex-almost.