Never had such kind of thoughts. Care about the guy's every action, care about the guy's temper everyday, and care about all of the things relative to the guy.
I always remind me myself about that do not fling myself into love deeply and easily, coz, I should protect myself carefully. However, I don't think I know what's love, so I hurt him and also myself.
I don't know how to resolve the problem between us. Send him a long email, he SMS me that he received and read it. Can you understand? I asked. Haw, yeah. He answered. And no more then. Maybe he is thinking, and I don't want to disturb his thinking. Waiting and waiting is what I can do now, maybe. Seems I'm waiting for his adjudgement, to die or not to die, under his control.
Feel a little faint. May have a relation to my sleep, or may to the waiting.
What kind of sentence on my way?