"Galau terus." they told me.
Less than 232 days left.

I knew these day would come, it doesn't matter how much I wished they wouldn't come and they have always asked me to let him go, to move on but I've always answered I won't do that, this time. The reason isn't because of I'm acting like I'm a tough bitch when inside, I'm completely broken. No, not at all but because I'm not strong enough to move on when we're still in a same building almost everyday. Isn't it seemed painful?
I'm completely in love with you. How could you do that? I mean, without doing anything, you can make me smile uhm, 'cant make me control my smile' actually. Do you see that? The way I'm trying to hide my smile when I'm walking next to you, when accidentally we meet while walking in an opposite direction or the way I look at you or even the way we talk? I know you don't :-)
It's actually hard to hold on because I know I'm gonna lose you in less than a year. I'm sorry for loving you too much but I'm also always trying not to love you anymore but it hurts like hell because you're still there. I think what they told me about this, is perfectly right "you thought you've moved on, but then he's there and you can't breathe."

Stupid really. I know almost nothing about you. Your hobbies, your favorite colors, your favorite subject or whatever it is. The only thing I know, is you're a naughty boy, a smart guy, a gentle-man.

p.s: you gave me so much to remember.