Before I met you, I thought I'd never know loneliness, in other words, loneliness is my friend, but now it's my enemy. It started bothering me since I know you. I can't stop thinking about you, everything arounds me could remind me of you. I wanna have you being around. I know sometimes I just screw things up, but I do care you. I'm so jealous for anyone by your side, someone who can see you, who can touch you, who can hug you, or even kiss you. I miss you, will you come back?