I don't know why, and I don't know how, but it has been since before, since back then, from 2am until 6am, is my peak hour of missing you. That feeling came without being called. I just... I just miss you for no reason. Being the nocturnal me, staying up all night; trying to do other things but ended up feeling a bit lonely. Did you cast a spell on me? Why do I have you all over my mind, each night, each hour, each minute and each fucking second I tried to live my life normally?

I love you, yes, and I know you love me too. We're separated by almost 500km! How can I meet you whenever I want to? You're from north of Malaysia but was thrown to south of Malaysia for study while I, who proudly came from south, went to north of Malaysia to study. So it's like, you're coming to my place when I'm going to (well actually, passing by) your place and it became a darn routine.

This is sick.

Lovesick is sick, okay, I've had enough of lovesick.

But actually I'm a bit grateful that somehow you came here (to meet your friends, of course, you love them more, don't you?) and decided to meet me as well. I felt grateful that you still want to spend your time with me, even if you're dead tired on that day. I'm sorry to be so demanding, wanting to meet you so badly, without giving fucks about how you'd feel. Nah, you're actually happy that you got to meet me too, right? :P

Suddenly feeling so hungry so I uploaded the evidence I ate McD during my journey to Alor Setar. I'm going to stare at this picture (stolen from my own instagram hahahaha how shameless is that) and think how terrible a Prosperity burger tastes like. Seriously, kids, Prosperity burger can never beat the glorious double cheese burger! Never!