I'm bored because I have completed with doing the awesome stuff.

I think I'm the only one who reads my blog.
I feel self centered.
Maybe not.
I feel lonely.
No.
I feel ignored.
Nah, definitely not.
I feel stupid.
Yeah,that.

I choose to think I'm reserved.
I worry.
About myself.
Secretly.

Sigh.

I love you.
Maybe.

P.S-This is written for a friend.
       Her feelings.
       That's a lie.