Unless he's all yours, he's still hers.

Occasionally, or rather frequently, I find it so hard to look at him in the eyes, knowing that he looked at her with those same eyes, same smile. And everything he say to me and the way he kisses me... he did the same with her.

It's just that I really let myself fall for him...which was stupid, because I knew the outcome. After all, its too much pain to love a man you have to share. When people ask me what I see in him, I don't know what to tell them, cause honestly: I don't know. He just makes me want to lose myself in his arms, its magical.

He is something between a miracle and an impossible. And for once, i wan to witness a miracle.