To my certain someone,

Honestly, I feel like I’m turning into a lovesick fool, Ge. Missing you is messing with my head in ways I never thought possible. 

I keep telling myself that I need to get a grip, but how can I when every little thing reminds me of you?

Whether it’s a random moment like this or just the silence in my day, it’s like you’ve become a constant presence in my thoughts.

I don’t know if I should laugh at how ridiculous I sound or just give in to the overwhelming emotions. 

You’ve got to come back soon. I don’t think I can keep this up much longer.