I can’t get over you. You’re just like that s***ty pop song that I heard in the radio that morning and I can’t get it out of my head. You keep on playing inside of me. First thought in the morning, last thought when I try to fall asleep. It scares me. I know that I’ll never have you. You seem to care but you keep distance ‘not to f**k up my life’. Well, I’m afraid you already did. I’ve never been so attached to my phone, checking my newsfeed… I feel like a teenager, but teenage years are long gone. You’ll never be mine… that sucks. How would it be when we’ll meet again? Nothing ever happened besides the things that are happening all the time, in my mind. I think I’m confusing the two realities now. And just like in that song: ‘you’re giving me such sweet nothing…’ But still, I’m waiting for your message. Write a word, cheer me up. Don’t write, keep me down. Get out of my head, please… Or do something real so I could just quit my thinking. I’m tired of thinking.