I know when i wake up tomorrow, whatever crap i'm writing right now, i will totally blame it on my hormone.

So, it's gonna be about you today. I really like you, i do. It's just me, i'm insecure, broken, damaged. You see, i have issues.

You have been nothing but caring and sweet and nice and i was too blind to see, i was greedy i wanted more. I convinced myself that you were just a fling, just a rebound but apparently you're not because i can't seem to let you go even after a while.

I know, i shouldn't have said anything, but today, today won't be the day that i'll just sit around and console myself with thoughts that i'll be fine.

I am not fine, I miss you. It's unhealthy how much i think about you :(