Strange me

    I was with him these days.
    I still remember the first day he came back, was about midnight. Before that, I was hanging around outside his flat, and making excuse for myself to hang out at that late time.
    When he opened his door, I saw Joanna was sitting there in the living room.
    I sudden felt so bad at that moment and I left very quicky.
    I told myself I hate him!
    But it was just a little spice for me.
    And the next day he met me, no excuse for the last night.
    I can't believe but I think that's exactly what I want.
    I don't know why but I can see he miss me so much.
    That's enough.
    For me.
    I don't know if I love him or not but so far, it's enough for me!