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False Alarm

The excitement of first love was overwhelming but then again guess im not mature at all and i got the wandering heart syndrome( #made up disease). I got to thinking that if I love this girl shouldnt i put her first, shouldnt i care for her like hell, shouldnt i be hers but im not ... I kinda got thinking over it yesterday, a whole day i didnt talk to her properly and nothing no feeling of guilt came upon me and i realized it then and there that i had to tell her that i dont love her but merely infatuated to her, she is one of those beautiful girls who can be surprisingly cute and charmingly stunning at the same time and i played the timid guy before telling her about what i felt but, the thought of hurting her later down the road. So, today i backed out i retaliated from the situation so as to avoid any further contempt. No matter how hard i thought about it i couldnt reach an alternate conclusion. Out of the few things that have been constantly taught to me is that never break what you cant mend, never take what you cant give and never be what you cant uphold.
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