It wasn't love

It wasn't love

I'm pretty sure it wasn't love. It wasn't hate either. It's a feeling in between confusion and being happy at the same time. How is that possible? I knew it for sure from the very beginning that I wasn't in love because there are times when I just wished that person wasn't there and the person appeared in front of me right after I made the wish. At the same time, there's also another feeling where I wish the person would still be around me and we could still hang out together.

I know it wasn't love because we are in parallel lines that will never intercept. We are two completely different entities and we generally don't have the same interest that we can talk or share about. Sometimes I dislike you simply because you are being you but on the other hand I'm happy for you because you are just simply embracing yourself.

Everything is good and whether you are a good memory or a bad memory, you are still gonna be someone important to me either in positive way or negative way. Wishing you the best and good days ahead. If we ever meet again one day, just so you know I probably am still confused of your status in my life. Definitely not love. It's something else and I'm still figuring that out.

JINN