your hands holding mine.

Though i wasn't physically nor technically attracted to him, i liked him... There was, is, something about him that sends the adrenaline rush down my spine, makes my tummy flutter with butterflies inside and makes me lose all of my defenses. Deep, i know. But i just couldn't be with him, i just couldn't see it. I admit i'm selfish - selfish because i knew he likes me, selfish because i've always liked him spending time with me; no one else and more selfishly because even though i told him we couldn't be together, deep down i didn't want him to belong to someone else either.

I just can't explain what it is, truth be told.
You know what, let's just bear with it as a mystery untold.