Down to missing 2 people, instead of the 3 I did miss last week.
Trying my very best (again) to keep my life in balance, to not depend on them.
For one of them, I spoke to him everyday of the weekday, but yet I am here wishing I stop missing him. I kinda want to talk to him. I kinda want things to be more than what it is now. Perhaps I know its time to finally be with someone "different". Someone who thinks of my best interest, someone who cares, someone who will be there always, through the bad and good.
However I know I am afraid to like him further. Scared to learn to love him.
