I would hate to be cheated on. You don’t  even have to touch someone else. All you  have to do is grow apart from me, and think about them instead. I won’t even hate it. All that will happen is me ending up confused as to why I couldn’t catch it earlier myself. And why I didn’t do the same. Why didnt I grow apart from you too? But it can’t be controlled and so- I will always be afraid and always doubting. You only have eyes for me, they say, but your eyes can be closed meanwhile…youre very openminded. oh oh oh but no. don’t make me bittersweet…