I hate you so much... you're so so so much happy, and here I am... alone, and all I can get is some guy to try to stop this desire, just to hug him at night, and really imagine that those are your arms, those lips are your lips... most of the girls would think i'm so much lucky... but everytime i wake up beside him, my heart breaks because he isn't you.

Oh, dear... I hate you so much, you're killing me... you kill me every morning. You kill me every time I look at my face in his mirror and think: Don't worry... someday you'll find someone else.