Been staring at this empty space for the past hour and the words are not flowing.
I just wanna know what made you this way. You're not like that. You love me enough to never do this to me. What's wrong? What happened? Did I say something I shouldn't have? Or did I not say something I should have? What did I do? Did I break your heart? Talk to me. Say something. I just need to know so I'd stop being so paranoid.
Guessing your reasons are not helping. Talking to my best friends doesn't help either. I know there is only one way to help me to get my answers, to get out of this. And that's to talk to you. I'm scared. What if you didn't want me to? What if you really enjoyed being by yourself? What if you don't want me anymore? I have no clue what's going on. But maybe a lot is going through your head, a lot is affecting you right now and you can't talk about it. Maybe you are just going through a lot at one time. Whatever it is, I'm here. I'll be here, always. You know where to find me.
Every 11:11, I wish you are struggling as hard as I am not to think of you. I wish you are struggling as hard as I am not to pick the phone to text you. I wish you are as unhappy as I am, as paranoid, as afraid, as confused as I am. I wish you were here.
That day when I was on the way home, I was hoping you'd appear somewhere along the way and say you're sorry. Everything will be okay. But no.. You weren't there. Nowhere to be found. Nowhere near either. Where are you?
When you come back, I'll be alright.