Everyday, I tell myself. I’ve got enough crying. Everyday, I say I’m sick of crying. I hate myself. I feel so helpless. There’s nothing I can do to make myself feel better.
I fucking hate it that I need to get over you. I get so angry. I get jealous when you show signs of affection and warmth to other girls. I get angry because I miss you so much but I’ve got to stop myself from seeing you. It’s so frustrating that I have to do what I don’t want the most.
I’m trying my best to move on. I really am. Please give me some time. I’m sorry.
I love my family, I want to see them, I want to go home.
But I don’t like the fact that I won’t be able to see you everyday. Not knowing what you’re doing, not being able to imagine what you’re doing because you’re talking to people I don’t know, at places I’ve never been. As stupid as I sound, I rather go through tiredness doing my assignments and going for classes everyday, just so that I can see you.
Just to catch a glimpse of you everyday.
I don’t like holiday. Because I’ll miss you a lot.
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