The Fall. Day Three.

It's 12:34AM now, and as I look on at this time, I get forcibly reminded of the sweet times when you always wake up and text me at this particular time :) Here I am, controlling my longing and yearning again (and I'm not really having any success in doing so). Sometimes, I just feel like breaking down again and pleading with you for the answers. It is one of those times right now, I dk how I'm feeling again, I'm having a poker face right now, but deep down I know I still hurt alot. I realized that it wasn't that I've grown numb to the pain, it's just that I've grown used to it. Every single minute, I hope to see your text back here, right here again, on my iPhone by my side. I can't take it in the deep and lonely nights especially, remember I told you I was oddly more emotional during the night-time? Haha (I'm faking this smile, can you see through me? Can you hear my tone?) it's a dead "Haha", and I remembered the night I told you these, you named me grandgrand. Lol, I think back and I'm smiling again at your uniqueness. I'm used to the loneliness already. I'd wish to send you something, haishh~ but it'd do you no good to see how I'm feeling right now, you shouldn't care anymore, that's how it's gonna be like and I should learn to adapt to that again. How weird is it of me to chat to this blogspot as if it was you? :) I can imagine your replies in the past :D it's the only thing I use to deceive myself and delude myself, which would cheer me up again. After which.. I'd slump into this self-destructive mood again, when I once again get horribly reminded of the fact that it's going to be over. Or should I say, long over. I love you, and I really need you now, can you hear me, my asleep dinosaur?