I still don't know (part 1)

Everything about him was different Mysterious guy He calls it love And I still don’t know what to call it

Welcome back
It’s been a long time
Sometimes we have to write... for ourselves not for others
When we can’t talk, when we can’t express out loud
Yes I’ve stopped writing since I was young
Younger than now
Now I am more mature, I have more experience in life..
In brief, I can recognize good from bad
Why am I here?
For the same reasons I was before
I can say I haven’t much changed…Only my age did
Those feelings are killing me
Trapped inside of me like a bomb waiting to explode
It simply sucks
It bothers
It drives me crazy
I met him on a busy day, a complete stranger
A man from a different country, different language, different culture
Everything about him was different
Mysterious guy
I avoided him
I didn’t feel comfortable around him
It’s like I knew trouble will come to me
And trouble really came
I’ve always believed I have that 6^th sense concerning my feelings toward people
He calls it love
And I still don’t know what to call it...