Feelings of a Broken Girl (Tagalog)

"Maybe, if you can just explore my mind, you'll know how crazy I am. I'm a train wreck. I'm horrible at everything I do. I am a failure and you know that," I explained shyly. "Yes, you are," he agreed nonchalantly. "Then, what's the point of this conversation?" My brows furrowed in irritation. "I just wanna tell you that I love your craziness," he told me. His piercing stare made my heart go wild. "W-what? I didn't see that coming. A-are you even serious now?" I stuttered. I couldn't look straight in his eyes because it had a weird intensity kind of stare. "From a jerk like me?" he laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "I like the way you look at me, your eyes say a lot of things that I totally understand. I love the way you talk, the way you see and understand things. The way you laugh, even when you get angry especially at me. I just love you," he finally confessed. He was looking at me with all the sincerity he has been hiding. "You're crazy," I blurted out.  "I guess I am," he agreed. "I fell in love with a crazy, yet wonderful lady." I put my hands in my mouth because I could not hide my smile.  "That's crazy," I said, biting my lower lip. "We're crazy," he said with a smile on his face.