I//MISS//YOU//SO//MUCH//IT//HURTS

Do I? Do you?

The question is "DO YOU COMPLETE ME?"

Sometimes relationship is nonsense. You just become somebody's somebody but it doesn't mean anything. Sometimes when you in a relationship, sometimes love doesn't work there. You just become somebody's somebody. You don't love, you don't care, you don't complete each other.

Well, I'm asking you, DO YOU COMPLETE ME? And I'm asking myself, DO I COMPLETE YOU?

No one perfect. It's math. It's a fact you can't deny. Everyone knows how it works, no one perfect. But that's the only reason why somebody needs somebody. That's the reason why love is exist.

I'm making my own theory.

I'm feeling dumb to made one.

Better go off soon.

Night people.

For those who feeling unwell,

hope you get better soon :--)