Every single day I am thinking of our possibilities. Will I die thinking and crying over this everyday?

Did you see me when you opened the door yesterday? Did you hear me saying HI? Or did you pretend not to see me?

I have 50 likes on facebook for my profile picture, but I am not that happy because those 50 likes does not include you. Why have you stopped liking my photos?

Are those comments on that instagram photo real? Who is that girl that you went to sushi bar with and board the train with? Do you like her?

These questions, I really wish I have the right to ask you.

Can we go home again this Thurday? Or can we go home together every day?

Can we be more than just friends?