Right love. Wrong time.

I woke up with a bit of fever, cough and colds all together summoned in my body. I think this is my consequence for crying last night. Yes. I cried. I cried for you, again… It’s been a rollercoaster ride of emotions, it feels like I’m juggling love and hate in front of me. I don’t know what to choose… Should I let go? Or should I hold on?

I love you. And you know that.

We’re almost there. I almost had you, but somewhere along the process… You declined. You refused. And that what hurts the most.