People are people and sometimes we change our minds.

I realized that I treat this blog as my personal dairy. Not that I write everything, but almost. So here it comes. For the last time, what I really feel for the boy. I have to write it down, 'cause confused is not my favourite feeling.
I like him. I think, but that's the catch: maybe I just like the attention, that I finally have some news at the boy front, so I try to convince myself that I like him.

I've never talked to him, but I have talked hours about him.
But if I just liked the attention, why do my heart starts racing every time I see him. Why can't I shut up and stop go on and on about him. Him and his silly behaviour.