Tears

   Well, tears are my best friends now. Every single night, I'll cry for somethig stupid. Maybe, it's not that stupid. I cry because I was afraid. Afraid of losing him. Afraid of what's going to happen in the future. Afraid of his feelings after the next year. Afraid of everything about him. I love him so much. But I think his right. We shouldn't think about this right now. Maybe it's best if i just ry. Try to not think of him. I know it's hard but I have to try, right ?