We made a promise to tell each other things. What happen to that promise? I always have to find it out myself. It hurts that you tell everyone everything but when it comes to me, your mouth is sewn shut. It’s sad that you have stop thinking about me already and as if we were never close at all. As if we were strangers… I’ve tried my best. I’d try and comfort you and ask you what’s wrong but you won’t tell me a thing. So how am I suppose to help you.

Hey A, for some reason I can’t get you off my mind. For a moment I thought I did but then now all I think about is you. I think of you all the time. That smile of yours when you look at me. Acting all hard to get. I have so many sleepless night because of you. I’d lay in bed till 5 in the afternoon just thinking us.