The similarity of the differences

I don't know since when I started to like love songs.

22 March 2010, first day of college.
23 March 2010, second day of college.
3 April 2010, college programme orientation.

At first, I thought I was the only one who got the feeling. I tried hard to get rid of it as I don't wish to have something that I'm not prepared for so soon. As time went by, I get to know you more and more. There're quite a lot of times I'm trying hard to not think about it, but......

As time went by, we get into more sensitive topics to talk about, and the time we spent together were more than usual. Seriously, I think this is my first time. I think.

In most of the thing I do, in most of the thing I read, I seriously got no idea how they actually have a connection to you. The more I try to get rid, the more it gets deeper. I thought I'm the only one who thinks about it a lot. When it comes to socializing, I somehow started to get jealous. I know that jealousy is bad, and I keep on reminding myself that "love is not jealous"(1 Corinthians 13:4). And still I thought I'm the only one.

Things got worst actually. I made you angry more than once, people call it plural, which means a lot. I somehow ignored you, somehow just don't wish to see you and don't want to talk to you. I am a coward and I know. I don't even dare to send a text to have you out for a talk. I went to the usual place to relax myself.

You came, as I wish. But the coward remained coward. I dare not to look at you, and still don't wish to talk to you. I really want to thank you for your patience giving me some time to prepare. Everthing went on better than I imagined. I never knew that we actually have something similar inside us. We learned a lot from each other, we think we are not good enough for each other, we got jealous, we missed the moment we had, and the list goes on.

I've decided, I think. I might be a little selfish, sorry. I kinda like you even more when we were up there. I'm not sure whether I found my feeling or I don't know my feeling now. I used to thought I'm feelingless, maybe I'm wrong.

I'm a chef, who can't tell what is sweet, sour, salty, bitter or hot.