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Dilemma Dilemma Dilemma

When i was in The College, i dated this guy who actually i had a major crush on. So when i went out with him, i was the happiest girl ever.

U know we never get exactly what we want right... even though he had most of my favourite physical.. it seemed like he didnt "sync" with me. It didnt work out.

Until a few nites before he got married, he asked me for another chance. I am this weirdoe. I dont accept just anyone cause of sympathy.. its like once its done, it will stays that way.

and i kinda having doubts to keep the friendship with him

But as trying to be a good friend i tried to keep in touch with him.. but we never went out, never on phone.. i know my limit ok. he is just a friend. i dun expect anything special anyway.. until few months ago. He started the Good Morning sms and Good Nite sms and cared so much about me like he owns me..He was hinting something. Is like an invitation of 'lets have a scandal!'

OWH NO!!!!



he was betraying the friendship.. dont u think so???
After he came clean, i said nothing. No Forgive, definitely want to forget.

and he was then .. kept quiet. I was relief..

Today he came back! Asking me to forgive and forget and still wanting me as his friend. Nothing more..



hmmm i havent decide. but i never stop wondering.. why does he really wants to keep me as his friend?


hmmmmmmm



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