Am I?


I am extremely sorry about last night. It's just that I was missing you the whole day. I know I shouldn't, but I don't know why my brain doesn't accept it. I know RSP is very important for you, so for me too. But you are more important to me than anything. I can go months without talking to you, I got used to it(in a hard way), but these days I am missing you so so much. I know you have good friends, good life, your university programs, volunteering, and everything that you love. And trust me, I have zero intentions to not let you have fun. I want you to enjoy your life to the fullest. I want you to do well in RSP and land your dream Microsoft job. I want to see you achieve all your dreams.

I know you are not the person who would want to update all the things that you are doing, or send a photo of what you are doing (for example, when you are going to study in the library, or shoot a YouTube video in the library) right now, or spend all day with me on a laptop. I'm not expecting you to do these for me. I know I shouldn't expect anything from you. But my mind cannot stop thinking about you, always asking, is she alright? Did she eat? She cleaned the dishes? She must be sleeping . I know she is out there studying hard for RSP.
I understood now, I should be the one changing here, we don't have to talk every single day, you don't even have to text me or call me. I trust that you will keep yourself safe, eat well, and do well. I will wait for you, for as long as it takes. And when you need me, I will come flying to you anywhere in the world.

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