3rd day

I may be a lovesick dick. I may be a fucker to you. But now I still cry, I still fight. Because I cared and cherish what we have. You can scold me now, you can make me as down as whatever. But it's all because I still miss you do I feel the pain. Its because I cared for what we both  have. I really do miss what we have. But, I guess it can no longer be helped... Im sorry for making you piss everyday in the morning, spoiling your day and everything... But still, I never meant to do it