It's really bugging me the way i thought it wouldn't. I could finally talk about it to someone yesterday and i thought i'll be fine or at least better after that. I woke up again this morning, feeling the same. the same emptiness that needs to be filled. maybe by you. i don't know if i should tell you. but i don't want to give a false impression. i shouldn't. maybe they were right, i shouldn't be selfish. we're maybe better off this way. i have to admit that on somedays i really wish to see your name appear again. well it'll probably take a really long time, or maybe never.