Okay Lang Ako.

Smiling as if nothing's wrong. I'm trying to convince everyone that I'm fine maybe because that's what I want to be.

Hey, it's the 30th again. It's been two months since I heard what I really wanted to hear from you.

I told myself I won't miss you. That I'll be okay. But who am I kidding? A day without you sending me a text message makes me paranoid. I know, I'm stupid. I'm childish. I'm sorry for being this way. For being clingy and all.

November 30, 2011 have 24 hours. I hope I'll receive even just a single message from you. I'm worried. I can't help myself from worrying. My mind is blank...

I can't think of anything anymore.

I'm fine, that's what I tell people not because I'm fine but because I'm hoping that's what I would be.