I thought we’re done, we’re over, after what I did to him, and after he said “we should probably stop seeing each other for good” on April. The day I landed my country on May 1st, I received a text from him, Eid Mubarak. And I wished him back and turned out to see each other again, at his home as usual, and made out.
I promised to myself that I won’t say the same thing again, I won’t screw this chance, and I am so grateful and happy and relieved to see him. I miss us. I hope after all the Brunei shit is done, we date again for real.
No we don’t
And also I miss my “best friend forever” like hell.
I promise I will come back and bring you home
I thought we’re done, we’re over, after what I did to him, and after he said “we should probably stop seeing each other for good” on April. The day I landed my country on May 1st, I received a text from him, Eid Mubarak. And I wished him back and turned out to see each other again, at his home as usual, and made out.
I promised to myself that I won’t say the same thing again, I won’t screw this chance, and I am so grateful and happy and relieved to see him. I miss us. I hope after all the Brunei shit is done, we date again for real.