You are continuously missing your crush.
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I am laying here in my bed. I want to close my eyes. But I can't. Everything I said today, especially what I said to you makes me think. I think about, how you understood it, about, if I said something wrong, which you could have understood the wrong way. I think about, what you thought, about every word I said, about every touch, about every situation.
I met you. It wasn't a long time ago. We acted normal, like nothing was wrong. Just one minute after I left you, I regretted it. We could have been staying together for a longer time. But I went away. And just a minute after the goodbye, I couldn't stop thinking about you, about what you thought and about what you are doing the rest of the day.
The longer I am away from you, the more I miss you. The longer I see no message from you, the more I miss you. The longer there is no sign, that you are alright, the more I miss you and the more I am worried.
I want to be around you. Every day, every minute, every second. I am jealous, if someone is hanging out with you and I can't be around.
The whole day, the only thing in my mind is your damn smile, making me damn crazy. Why can't I stop it? Why can't I just stop missing you that much? Why can't you stop, to pull me away from life, to make me cry because of nothing and to be sad and depressed?
I miss you.
But you don't know.
You don't miss me.
That is hard to know.
What can I do?
Is death the only solution?
Or shall I follow you every minute?
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I miss you, and nobody can imagine how much I miss you. You are the only thing in my mind. Day and night. You burn me out.
Please head, please stop missing...
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