To my certain someone,

I had to change my bedsheets again today, even though I really didn’t want to. It feels like I’ve been doing this so often lately because they always end up soaked with my endless tears at night.

What else can I do? I can’t seem to stop crying whenever I think about you, Gege.

Why don’t you just come back to me already? This frustration and loneliness... it’s unbearable. I feel like I’m slowly unraveling without you here.