Melancholic night.
The day was fine. Totally fine. Everything's normal and then something went crazy. I missed you. And now, I'm missing you. It strikes me badly. I don't want to miss you. I hate the feeling. All I can do is sit here and wait until you send me an effin message. I sit here telling myself that I shouldn't miss you. I sit here hoping that you'll gather yourself up and tell me how much I mean to you.
I'm sorry. I'm too stubborn not to miss you. Forgive me.
Every time we see each other I wanted to whisper words of endearment but I remembered, I shouldn't do that.
You hold me like no one else does.
Oh crap!
Can we just hate each other?
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