You've made quite a mess in my head.

When it's Monday you keep on asking me to go out on Sat. But when it's already Saturday you just run away. You always claim that you have a pile of work to do so sudden. Why is that? Are you scared of me?

And I never heard of drinking being a mission. So why did you tell me we cannot meet due to unexpected work? And then later you call me being drunk as hell... Michesso?

It's upsetting. I shouldn't care, but I started falling for you from the very beggining. Is this the reality you wanted?

I do feel something, actually.

You think it's funny?! We didn't even started yet, but I alredy am going crazy because off all your actions. Stop texting me like this if you're not really sure what you want yourself.

Things are becoming more troublesome!

I could say it's great... But it's not. I want to make it so that it never existed at all. Well, what's done is done. We will see in three days.

So actually, I am involved.

Even tough, I was the one who wanted to start doing this...
Now I'm feeling uneasy.


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