Get a grip, girl. It’s not over yet!
What you said that day… how can I forget? Its all so sudden. Too fast.
“Sorry. Sorry that I still love you. Sorry.” What was that?! Don’t throw me into the sea and just leave me there… I’ll drown.
“I’m leaving tomorrow.” In one sentence, you told me you’re leaving. You just left me with that sentence. What do you want me to do? I don’t know how I feel about you anymore.
Somehow, inside knowing that you’re leaving, something inside just broke. It just stopped.

Its been just a little more than 24hours, and I’m missing you a lot already. When will your plane land? Where does it bring you to? Where are you going? When will you come back? At least, let me know. Please. I MISS YOU. ): Come back.