I hate the stars because I look at the same ones as you do, without you.

It's weird.
I miss you.
Yesterday I kept on reading your messages the whole day.
Waiting, yearning for another message from you.
It's weird.
I like you.
But I can't do anything to be with you right now.
You can't be here. I can't be there.

Hay. Sad story na naman.
Keri lang. Carry on.