Sunday, you came.. All those crazy things you said, you left them running through my head. Hm, should I believe in you? Should I? I dm-ed you yesterday, you didn't reply it. I just want to show how much I miss you. But yeah, you didn't realize you don't realize and I have to face the truth you'll never realize I love you so fucking damn much. And it's true. I can't lie, I won't. You know what, it's hurt like motherfucker when you came and you left me hanging again. Ya Allah, remember the time when you said you want me to be yours? I'm waiting. Always waiting. Till today. Till this second. I'm sorry, eventho I said before I have to move on.. but hell yeah tell how to move on when eveywhere I go, everything I do reminds me of you? Teach me how you can forget me so fucking easily. Teach me, I need a love-teacher. And tonight, I miss you.