My days are like,

looking at the phone..
looking outside the glass doors..
holding my phone wherever I go waiting for your replies and calls..
being all alone, as time slowly ticks by..

You are my comfort and my pain.
My only comfort.
And I know persistently looking for you, will piss you off. But I can't help it.
Your short replies makes me sad, your tone towards me makes me sad.

I should stop being emotional and start moving on so you can lead a happier life.
But there're just so many doubts in me. Which only you have the answers.

-Andy Asshole-