Why should I like someone?

((didn't use 'love' because it has too much emotional baggage ;_; but for all intents and purposes, like, love, whatever, its all the same ^o^))

There lives a boy that was alienated by most of his friends and lived practically alone for the better part of the past few years.

He's not a victim of abuse or discrimination, he kinda brought it upon himself.

His remaining friends often wonder why he doesn't feel lonely. "Not lonely meh?" They'd enquire, and he'll just smile and shake his head.

"No ah. Oki wat," he'll reply nonchalantly and walk away, smiling silently to himself, as if he knows something that they can never understand, so he'll never bother explaining to them.

The truth is, he was actually really really lonely at first. No surprise, considering that his previous lifestyle was one of many hanging outs and involved meeting other people on a regular basis.

Suddenly turning into a recluse, that's culture shocking~

The thing that changed the boy was perhaps his greatest weakness. He is sadly addicted to liking pretty girls and constantly tried to go after girl after girl, suffering heartbreak after heartbreak.

Sometimes he succeeded, but those are few and far in between. Even then, those ended eventually and hurt even more than they would if he didn't succeeded in the first place.

Recently, he apparently got tired of liking people and the bitter taste it leaves if, no, when he fails. Tragic! Well, at least he took good care of himself.

In fact, he cared only about himself, and those few months of self-indulgence were the most reckless yet refreshingly liberating times of his recent life.

But deep down, he knew that he'll eventually fall for a pretty girl again. "It's inevitable," he said, voice shaking along with his head. Its as if he resigned his fate to a self-fulfilling prophecy.

He didn't really mind though. 'Monk' isn't in his list of ambitions.

As expected, he eventually fell for a wonderfully pretty girl.

"She's perfect!" not realizing that he said almost the same thing for almost every other girl he fell for. "Well she's not flawless.." he corrected himself, "though that actually makes me like her even more!"

And so, that's how this little boy fell for a girl way out of his league and will eventually get his heart broken again.

"No I wont," he snorts. "Not this time," a sheepish grin spread across his blushing face, "I'm not going to do anything about it.

"I don't need to be together with her, to own her, for her to make me happy. I'm happy enough the way it is now!" He boasted confidently.

It might be a really troubling addiction, but it seems to be serving him well. For now.

After all, just seeing her enjoy herself brings him so much joy~ It makes his life, that's full of troubles, stress and pressure from various responsibilities, bearable.

Maybe one day he'll snap out of it, and become a miserable young boy again.

Or maybe he finally figured out how to channel his addiction into some useful energy.


*shrugs* I wouldn't know, its not like I know what goes on in his mind. I'm not him anyway :P

If I were him though, I'd really like to meet the girl and thank her for... saving his life or something XD