i guess in between all my trying to understand you, getting out of your way, resentment at getting scolded by you infront of everyone, promising myself to someday make you laugh on my own credit, I fell for you.
now if only you'd call my name, start more conversations with me, tease me and/or just freaking smile at me like you smile at the public, I'd be a happier fool than I already am. for now.. I'm tired of trying. I'm just going to wait for you to approach me first. because i've run out of ideas and work has been too hectic.