Today's February 28th, two months and ten days since we started talking. Dont ask me how I know.
Last friday we met for the second time. I was excited. Best thing that was gonna happen that day.
It was going good so far, until I did that stupid thing. Can't stop thinking about that since then. Plus you were bad or sad, because of me or for some other reason, maybe both. I don't know why, if it was because of what I did or not, but you talk less to me. I feel like you're different. Yesterday you didn't said you were going to sleep. I stayed awake all night, knowing you wouldn't say anything. I felt so depressed before knowing you. But when you appeared in my life, slowly all the loneliness went away, all demons disappeared. But now, I feel you so distant, and I'm starting to feel them close again, they are coming fast, like they never left.
Don't leave me. You are the best thing that happened to me in this past months, probably almost a year. I wish you knew how important you're to me, I wish I was as important to you as you are to me.
