Time's killing my hopes

Had a discussion about the upcoming Love Fiesta after Economics, right before GP. And Jon apparently got pissed off when we were grumbling about the 300 cookies we’d have to make as an estimated quota. Relax Jon, it’s your first time as a chairman. You’ll have plenty to learn. Lolz.Time’s penalizing my each and every move whenever I think of HIM. I’m fighting back, holding on to the dark secret as my desperation keeps persuading me to surrender it. I have a weak determination, so I don’t know how long can I keep grasp of my porcelain heart, before HE unknowingly shatters it? How much trouble would it have saved me if HE had found out about it from somewhere? I’m not expecting a heart in return, I just want that confirmation. I know you’ve been hurt before, just like me, so why don’t we give each other a chance? Doesn’t it work this way? God I sound so damn desperate.