Dear Julius,
My heart is too heavy to think of words that would rhyme. My heart is too heavy that I can't express it like this.
What I feel can't be expressed with just mere words. These feelings can only be expressed through a scream—a scream from the top of my lungs as I curl up on my knees.
How could you tease my heart into thinking that you were actually into me? You acted like your world revolved around me a few days ago and now its as if you are the moon drfiting away from me. You became distant as soon as I can't stop revolving around you. It hurts as if the tiny veins in my heart are being cut.
I feel so stupid!
I want to ask you if you are still into me, even though the answer is so obvious. Still contemplating... if I should, or if I should not?
Please! Tell me without me having to ask or I might sink into the depths of despair with this burden over my shoulders for the rest of the days!
Sincerely, H.
