You love me. You love me not. You love me. You love me not. And the thought goes on. I wish I knew. And if you do love me, the extent of it.
I miss you terribly.
I need you.
My day feels incomplete without having you around / talking to you.
I’ve never felt so alone when I was in London. It was upsetting when I was so excited to do mini video tours for you yet you told me to stop exploding your phone.
You used to be really soft spoken with me when I first joined, why are you so impatient towards me now?
I needed your advice on something but you just walked away after sounding me for not following your steps.
I miss the gentler side of you. When you used to caress my hair when i’m feeling ill. Making sure i’m okay.
Thanks for bringing me for night market last week, I enjoyed our walk, even though you rushed me home as usual.
At least i got to play with Tink Tink over the gate. I always love our time together. Will i be allowed to shower her one day? I think i will enjoy that.
Have you received my Postcard yet?
Did you decipher the little message on the bunny notebook?