; imma miami bitch (:

hi, i miss you. ): meet soon, pretty soon. sigh. i dreamt about you. yes, you. you see, when you've left, i'm all alone. or maybe i'm just a fucking loner. ); sigh. i don't know, what am i supposed to do. i miss texting you. i miss calling you. i miss laughing with you. i miss cracking jokes with you. i miss everything single bit of you. i wonder, did you? hmm. i doubt so, if you would too. :\ y'know, i've always wantedyou to stay forever. you'd never understand, how i felt for you. you'd never attempt to understand my feeling towards you. yes, you'd never did. it hurts when you say, you wouldn't want to love me more than a friend. cause all these while, i've put on, pretty high fat hopes. now, i feel what it feels when you yearn the false hopes back. ): look, i'm not asking you to force yourself to love me, neither to be my boyfriend or whatever fuck it is. no, i'm not asking for all that. all i'm asking for was just stay by myside and treat me different from how other jerks out there treated me. that's all, love. you once told me ; you wanted to take good care of me. now, where's all that? you left me, immediately when you have the feelings i'm contacting with some other guys. so what? contacting as friend, not more than that. and you left me, with a million thought in my head. sigh! i would want you back in my life. can i? )': i beg you, for real.