The Fall. Day Four.

I sleep, I wake up. I think of you, I eat, I bathe, I wash up. I still think of you. My heart keeps fucking aching like as if there is a hand that keeps on squeezing it. I never wanna let you go, omfg.. Can't we just meet up, talk this over and settle it properly? You told me you'd forget, but the way you talk, it's pretty obvious you're dying inside; dying inside to put on a fake smile and pretend everything is okay. And I know the reason why you are acting like this. :) I know, yeah I think I know. <3 and Iloveyou. Thank you :D