He loves me, he loves me not: Short Story by Maria Cassiia
Have you ever seen a guy like this? He keeps me guessing. Sometimes, he seems to love and he is swept by my beauty. Sometimes he could not care less.
Well, I am beginning to suspect that this guy is narcissist. A characteristic of that kind of person that put you in a trap of kindness, until you do not have any option but to like him and even love 💖 him!
My dear friends, it happened to me. At first, this guy does not mean anything to me. But later, due to his persistence, it reversed in full colour! Now, I yearn for him and I just like to him no matter what. Is this really love or I was just psychologically hijacked 😊. Funny, it happened to me, a person of snobbish bearing and disconcerted anyway.
The thing is: He had a charisma for women. Wherever he is, women ran after him. I am not concerned coz I think he likes me. How do I know? I can feel it unless my heart has a kind of false illusion. Well, why the story? Guys, it’s Valentines Day! I was expecting sweet red roses but I received sweet nothings. I am still excited, he likes me and that’s what’s important.