Nominally, we are boyfriend and girlfriend, but you look like you don't care. I ask you if you like me, but you always avoid me and don't answer. In the past, you always talked to me and talked to me, but now you have learned to alienate me; in the past, you always cared about me and asked me if I was all right, but now, no matter how sick I am, you will not look at me; in the past, you will always stay away from other people and stay with me. Now, you are only with them all day and never talk to me again. When you play with other boys, I always sulk with myself and hide and vent by myself.
Because I was angry, I always fought with others, and almost every time I picked it back. Looking at the way you and that group of boys were fighting together, I could only sleep on the table. It's not so much sleeping as eavesdropping on what you're talking to them. Every time you chat very congenial, every time in my most uncomfortable time, seems to be planned. I don't care about you, ever! Every time I think like this, I fall asleep with tears. When you wake up, take a reflex look at you, and then give up the idea. I put up with it, just because I love you, I bear it. I am angry with myself and tired by myself. Today is the 24, it has been four months, alas, let me die of illness, so that I will not be tired, no examination.
Author: Shininh ray
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