love; honestly?I have made an ass/fool of myself over the assumption that love was inhabiting the void in my heart. I know now as I knew then that what I felt wasn't love. It was just a stupid after-five-years-in-an-all-girls-boarding-school crush. It was culture shock, shall we say, after being surrounded with people of same gender minus a few not-so-hot male teachers and the dining hall staffs who were not really much to look at(sorrysorrysorry) for many years.
So, stupid made-up romance, you can go away now. I don't need you to mess with my crammed brain and my slashed heart.
Not now, at the very least.