cry. as much as you like

You have changed. I don't like it. I want our old relationship back.

Sending sms in midnight, talking about math, smiling and gazing at each other, studying together, laughing at your unfunny jokes, listening music at one earphone, like those times, you know what i mean.

And so, by the time you've becaming such a busy-bee, i felt lonely and missed the old you. The old same inhuman, and humor-tasteless you. I know this is such a difficult time i must experienced in order to keep my love for you remains. And i know i can handle it.

But i can't help myself. I already cried. Two minutes ago.