WHAT IF

You must have known that I can read very fast. Fast in the sense that I used to cheat through side glancing in high school and I can read my friend's text conversation when I am sitting beside him or her. A lot of things prove my speed in reading. Like reading Da Vinci Code during class hours and I halved the pages after two periods- another proof that the novel is a phenomenal page-turner. I am saying this because you do not know.

I also have that speed in catching people's changes in expression or secret glances. And that speed equates to my rapid conclusions of the situation. I am saying this because you do not know.

What else do you not know? What else do you claim to know? ...

See, this paranoia is attacking my senses again. And a lot of what if's are stabbing me. What if...

Remember what I told you before? I said this person started to fill in the spaces you have left. This person became who I wanted... needed. What if...

My greatest fear is that- I do not have any answer for now.