Breathless

"I don't like you."

  My eyes lowered, falling on the dark landscape that overwhelmed the natural beauty of the garden. I didn't mean to voice out my thoughts aloud, but I already did, and somehow, it felt liberating. 

"I don't like you too." I turned my head and faced him when he answered. 

"You don't?"

"You kept pushing me away and aside from the first time, you break my heart consistently. Why will I like someone who only knows how to hurt me?" he explained as if he was simply speaking the obvious.

"Then that's good." I rocked my head, only to frown when he snickered. 

"Pfft —! I'm kidding. I like you." While the corner of his lips stretched from ear to ear, I frowned. "Although I'm still surprised you are so easy."

"Easy?" I scoffed, pushing myself away from the railing, looking at him from head to toe. "You think I am easy?"

"Mhm. Do you have to repeat it?"

"Hah…"

"I mean, easy in a way to make you agree."