everyday i wish to have a little more of you. I hate it when i return only to see the shutters down. I miss walking past your clinic now and then for that 1 second glance. I need you so much; but you know nothing.
It’s not childish to be crushing on the same someone for 3 years. It’s not a dream. It’s not unbelievable. It’s not a joke. It’s tortuous reality, and i just have to keep holding on.
