And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me.

Well erm, I don't really love anyone currently but I am constantly thinking about this one, special person ):

I miss him, his texts, his adorkableness, his flirtatious sayings ; his presence in my life

It had to only last for 13 days. Thirteen.

Is 13 really such an unlucky number? 

When I began texting you, I just felt like you were the one but now, it's different.

You left me for another before letting me explain myself.

You misunderstood my intentions and "the story of us seems alot like a tragedy now".

Yes, I won't deny I miss you. I do and I always have.

But, you have her now. What does she have that I don't?

You yourself admitted that you miss those days; those moments.

Why won't you give it a second chance to happen all over again? 

Or am I really that detestable? Am I?

One by one, I have other guys chasing after me but I have to constantly reject them and break their hearts because my heart only belongs to you; really.

The biggest irony is; I don't even know you that well.

We just 'clicked' just like that.