I know you know.
I am not gonna speak for you, but you miss me. You just do. You can talk about everything with everyone, but you just don’t tell them, that you miss me. But I know, is not just fucking with our each other minds. You’re not that type. And I know that you know.
You don’t talk about me, you don’t show that you care about me. But you do.
And first of all, I will make you accept this to yourself…