For once, can I be selfish?

She loved weekends, since she will be free to do anything she wants. She can slack off the whole day, have a movie marathon or do house chores. But she usually goes out, do some errands first and then take a little walk for a while before going back home.

But now she thinks that weekends never ends, because right now, she’s waiting for Mondays.

Waiting for him.

And waiting during those two days seems too long for her.

The distance. The timezone. She knew it wasn’t supposed to be.

But she dared not to suppress how she’s feeling at the moment. For a change.

The thing is she never expected everything. She was just there, staying visible and doing her thing.

Then he starts to notice her from time to time. They then began to exchange conversations.

Yes, conversations online. Hahaha.

She began to feel high again. Because of the fun and happy talks that they are sharing. It’s not even romantic, she knew that, but having talks with him makes her heart race and burn. It’s warm, the vibe he’s radiating. And she loves it, she really really loves it.

Until the nights becomes deep, when she silently cries herself to sleep. But those silent cries were too loud. Too loud her heart bursts every time. The overwhelming feeling she’s feeling is too heavy for her. And she knew she didn’t even deserve that happiness. Not this time, when things are still in a crumble. Her heart not able to heal yet. She cries for she knew it wasn’t supposed to be.

But can she be selfish for once? Selfish enough to feel all high happy, without regrets that she didn’t give it her all to make herself happy?

They say that having feelings for someone doesn’t mean you have to be together.

But she already knew that from the beginning.

She didn’t even dare dream of a happy ending.

And that it’s just her heart that is racing.

But here comes Monday, and she’s pretty happy and beaming.+_+