Yes, I'm craving for you baby. I miss the way you talk to me. The way you pretend to be cool at all the time. I miss your silly act. I miss our silly jokes. And to be honest, I miss spending the night with you.
But again, I have to spend another night alone. Isn't it pathetic?
Iwantyousobadlywhycouldn'tyouunderstandme?
Faa.
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