Right until now, I am still being tempted on visiting your account and end up crying the night because all I read is about how you find other girls beautiful and attractive. How you recover from a basketball game loss just seeing someone's smile -not mine. How you dedicate your favorite songs no longer to me. How you chat on your account with your mates about that chic you find very amazing, how much you like her.
There are 5 things I hate about your account:
1. When they tease you to other girls.
2. When you're being tagged to pictures with you and a pretty gal beside.
3. Your love statuses.
4. Your boy-talks.
5. Your liking and commenting on all the other things that has to do with other girls.
Yet, it makes me feel an inch of happiness to think that you still haven't spilled to the public how you sing songs to a certain girl before she sleeps. I hope you don't. Sing to everyone else, but not to your new special someone, not in the middle of the night, not before the both of you sleep, and lastly, not your favorite song. For at the least, give me the chance to believe that it is still to me that you've gathered up your strength even after a long day and sang me a lullaby to make me sleep.
I cannot organize my thoughts anymore. All I ever think of is about that person you constantly think of, who makes your heart beat 500 times than the usual, who makes you smile just because you are together, whom you quarrel with for the shallowest reasons, whom you call in the middle of the day (or even night) just to remind her you love her very much, who makes you go gaga all day... when that person is no longer me. Don't tell me what her name is or who she is. Just be quiet. Don't tell me anything about her, better yet, about the both of you. I'd rather listen to what was us. I'd go back to the yesteryears and wander, until future comes along and you and I are together again.
-Readers, I am sorry for this unorganize post. I hope you understand.
Love,
Johanna
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