Phone back.
Aint in mood now.
Idk wht I shall say, but its meaningless now, you see, boy?
Im tired.
I dont wna concentrate on you.
But Shall concentrate on studies.
So ya.
I hope wht I think is wrong.
But I hope you will tell me one day.
Me or she, idk.
Chances are indeed very low.
But am waiting or maybe give up.
An ans is needed.
Im tired, really tired.
Im tired of pretending not to when I really really do.
Love from you is needed but an ans from you is much more than th love I want which is needed.
Fucking hell,
just tell me cans?
Am trying hard not to fall for you.