Midnight … I don’t think you will call me.
I doubt it. I don’t know again where you will be tonight, and I never felt so bad.
Really you still out with your friends? Are you still at the concert ?!
I’m speechless, and my brain doesn’t have anything more to analyse … you promise to call me.
Still, something it’s happened tonight again … what do I need to do to have a clear message or chat with you ?! Tell me. I need just to give up, and that i’s it?! I deserve this?
You are taking off from me things so deep and so painful that I had never experienced before.
I don’t feel well.
I’m sorry, but I don’t know how I could manage you anymore.
(another similar story HERE)