Is alr the wee hours. I can't find anywhere tat I can find someone to talk to.
I miss you my boy.
Our quarrel was so bad tat day. I wasn't happy at all this 22nd. I felt tat I lost you. It hurt me so much tat I hurt you too dearest. I feel so so lousy. Is only until now tat every celebrations is done with tat I got the courage to pen down everything. this few nights so much have been on my mind.
U have ur stress me too. Workload is increasing like crazy. Working took all my time away. I admit I might have my childish point somehow, but non of ur rem is my bday. The years we work tgt the time we spend tgt make me even realize I got to wake up. I'm nothing but jus an employee to ur.
Every every single one ask abt how we celebrated, I jus kept quiet. Everyone said, ur boss sure gotten u something, I say nth. They ask wat abt a meal tgt, I say none too.
Hais until I'm now so so confuse. If my presence give u more stress or not. And if I am the one to withdraw out of this.
I'm losing hope. Tearing myself like mad. I dunno where I'm heading anymore.
This few days was so hard to pass. I need you so much tat I come to realize u won't appear right in front of me.
Love you.
