Sometimes.

I must been crazy previously, being kinda retarded; holding on.
Now, maybe after seeing how happy you both are being together. I should move on.

Or should i say, i should stfu and get th hell outta your life?
I felt mother fucking bad at times, jay will pop out t ask whether im fine, getting better or dwelling in pain. At times, i dont know what to say/do/think about. Maybe there aint love fo me at all from th start, it was just a mere memory that you nvr wanna talk about. I FEEL LIKE CRYING AND YES, FUCK SO YOU KNOW.

When we talked, i think its like omtian/coolshitzx. LIKE ONE NOOB-.- like miracles do happen kinda happy. But you dont know a single thing, you always say funny things and make me thinks tht im kinda joke to you. I dont know man, sometimes i dream of you. There you are, so near yet so far, Whenever i get to dream of you, it makes it harder to forget everyth we go thru.

Sometimes, i do miss you.