It's late.
But I can't seem to fall asleep.
I'm thinking about you.
I miss you. Very much.
I know tonight was rotten for you, but I really hope you're feeling better.
Whatever shit you're going through right now, they happened for a reason.
Things will eventually turn out for the better.
It's very cliche I know but I'm here baby, I feel you.
I know what it feels like.
I'm sorry, for not being there when you need me the most.
I feel guilty every time when I spend more time with my friends than I do with you.
My priorities can be so fucked up.
I'm sorry baby, I truly am.
You should be asleep right now. I hope you are.
I can't wait to see you in the morning.
Five more hours to go.
I love you.