Thanks for teaching this to me, glen. (:
I still miss you. I still love you, and I wish I can see your face again. I wish you would somehow walk in my shop, or text me. My heart still hurts thinking of you. I can’t let go.
I kept trying to move on, to forget about you. Sometimes I managed to not give a fuck, but sometimes I just can’t stop thinking about you, us, what went wrong, did you actually loved me before? Was I just a planned sex toy? Did you really already have another girlfriend? What happened all those days when you told me you were busy doing this and that? What really happened…? I really wanna know.. There just never seem to have a full stop to our story. And I’ve really always wanted to know.. What did i do wrong? What happened…? And every guy I hug, I kiss, I hold hands with, I think about you. I really just can’t help it that I cry sometimes. And drinking helps most of the times. Until now I just can’t seem to find another guy like you, who will endlessly try to jio me. Find every single fucking second just to text me or call me. Make me have the feeling to actually give it a try. Give us a try. I’m so scared of heartbreak now. I really am.. And I really don’t know what to do. And I don’t think there’s anything I can do anyway. Sigh. I miss you, glen..
Listening to ni Ming de hao you cause I miss you.
Rewatching hi my sweet heart cause I miss you.
Wants to drink warm milk cause I miss you.
Glen, I miss you.
