This is what I feel like doing. Because I miss you too much.
Out of all the boys ; the rich, the tall dark and handsome, popular, generous and kind boy i still choose the egoistic and ignorant boy who always treat me like shit. Although he's nothing close to perfect but the fact is, he's different. i will always care about you. No really i dont want to talk about it, its fine with how we're now. truth is, i miss you. if i get to see a glimpse of your face itll be good enough to go away for years.